Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
ayien.
Weirdly wired, wiredly weird.
I am, ur favourite nurse.
Chisel my heart out of stone
Monday, February 27, 2006, 10:50 PM
Play it back until the voice becomes just a sound. Penetrate your mind with all these images of you. im beginning to have this funny thought that mum's transforming into tis clone of Fifi from that teleshow Dia on Suria. sumtimes i feel like she's secretly planning a malicious scheme to trap me and make me admit some 'crimes' i simply did not commit. to name one, she's ALWAYS accusing me of over-using the computer when im actually the object of whud u'd call a scapegoat. the brother's scapegoat, to be exact. and i shalt not go into details as to justify my innocence since i suppose u people must haf gotten sick and tired of listening to it. STILL, ive got a second-er who cudnt haf agreed more. thefreak! also known as the dearest younger bro. bwaahahahs~ and its really funny when mum and i corner dad and he'll hafta choose ONE person whom he'd support. cus apparently, he's bin saying he support me and that mum 'is being unreasonable' BUT on the other hand, he tells mum that i can get a lil 'overboard' and 'take things for granted'. i dun blame him lahs, but im laughing my ass off. hahahaha. u see, the topic surfaced again the moment i sat down to enjoy yet another spisode of Dia and he was like "mum.. tak patutlah cut off internet.. nurul pakai skali-skala je.. lagipun kalau cut off, nantee kene bayar breach of contract.." and mum went "ehhh... tadi cakap dgn ma lain, ni nak belot criter pulak.. sudahlahh... ayah nak backstab ma je.. tadi bobal lain, skarang bobal lain.." at that point of time, i was a;readi hooting wid laughter. and i swear mum gave me the best jeling she could muster. aiseybedaaahhs. my mum is so like the punkrock queen siaaks.. so punkish. ahahahahahahha. so im like, limited to 15 minutes now.
ahhhhhs. i seriously tink i nidtha get a job. ive had it up to here. *gestures to neck* and its kinda suffocating. hard for cash. hard for time. its HARD lahs. cus if i were to start werking, imma haf teeny-weeny leisure space. so im still considering it. so while i still can hold out, ill just hafta swallow the bitter medicine. aduuiiish. but its kinda pathetic to only have 20 friickin bucks in the pockets at the moment. haiiiishhhhhh.
so bad news people. i wun be updating much. i tink.
aiyaaaaiiiiiii. the red-haired monster's screaming my head off. yes, my head... not hers. bleaaahs. so BEEP me yeaaahs? or mail me or sumtink. gotta scoot now. till next time.
Pssst. beating of my heart, baybehhh~
Chisel my heart out of stone.
-ain