Saturday, November 24, 2007
Okay. Fuckity fuck fucking fuck. Yes. That’s me angry actually and giving up. And god, I just wished that my car would really just crash. It went gay on me and decided to have sex with the tree but thank God and all hail to who ever created brakes for cars. Gila. Or I’ll be lying down in the hospital. Oh and with charges for driving without a license. Bah.

So I went to school just to attend my maths class and then saw my group tutor and got my really bad results. OH I BLOODY SUCK LIKE A SCREWED WHORE. Bitch. I hate the fact that I failed all my subjects. I never failed before. And this year has been like, “Dila should suck in whatever she does.” God, it has been a wonderful year but academic wise, bleh. I should just burn myself.

On the crazier side of life, who the bloody hell is this bitchwhoreslutmareeyahwoman? Banar. It’s not good to test my patient. I would kill. Did she exist when I was with him? Cause if she did, even if it’s all history, I would storm up to her and stab her. No, that would be too harsh. I would go all crazy and slap her and kick her and then stab her. And then lelaki satu ani, is really getting on my last nerves. Gah. I DON’T WANT TO BE YOUR CLOSE FRIEND. Because it hurts. How do you feel when I suddenly talk about another guy? Buduh. You will go all “he’s such a loser, find someone better” on me. Buleh kali. It happened.

OH PEMENTAL MUCH.

These days I’ve been so uptight and crazy and all those crying have been wearing me out. Like really. Aku ngalih. Ngalih yang tidak terhingga. Shit. Even my malay sounds so bad. Let’s try it in Hangul. Junghaeke pirohage haneun. There. Sounds better. I need to start ranting in Hangul. Because I have lost all my English vocabs, I threw it all out the window.

Dad finally decided to break my already broken-to-powdered heart by telling me that I can’t apply to be a pilot. “No future”. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? A girl isn’t capable of being a pilot? I’m no ordinary girl you mess around with. I may be soft and approachable but that doesn’t mean that you can just step me on the head and tell me what to do.

Ah, go to hell you people who don’t get what you want so you decide to ruin other’s life.

Chris Brown's new video made me weep like hell and I dont know why.







And I miss you like crazy, sayang.