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Sunday, February 27, 2011

duhh

I am very very very very bored and sunyi right now.. :(

Everybody is asleep and i dont know what to do, uh.. And since tomorrow is sunday, i pretty much have nothing to do.. wait, everyday is sunday for me.. dull and boring.. im thinking about going out tomorrow.. absorbing the sunlight and stuff.. :D i havent been going out of my house since ages.. i wanna go swimming and jogging or hiking.. but as usual, im so sure i'll end up being very lazy and laying on my bed...

Ohh boyfriend~ why are you not here right now?? i need you so bad.. uh, its frustrating to be alone.. Youre probably fine with it.. But im not okay with it, okay?? ish, so alone.. so so alone... huh, i wanna skip this day..........

Saturday, February 26, 2011

The moon shines tonight...

Tonight, i wont write crappy post. I just need to get this thing out of my head..

Okay, lets just start with how i became like this... First, it was only because of one tiny bone fragment.. And then, i don't know if its connected with this story.... My whole body started to ache like hell.. I cant stand up too long. I cant sit too long. I cant squat too long and i cant even lay on my bed too long.. So i pretty much cant do anything.. my bones keep making this cracking sound.. I don't know what the hell is wrong.. Even the doctors I've met didn't know what the hell is wrong with me.. In my mind, i kept thinking 'what if this thing is deadly?' i know it sounds dramatic but if you're in my position, you'll know what i feel.. On that day onward, I'm starting to be more um, paranoid and acting pretty strange. I keep doing things as if i wont still be here tomorrow.. I kiss my mom at night. i even hug her.. I cried when I'm unable to meet my boyfriend.. its not about if you cant make it next week, baby.. It was never about it.. Its about me.... What if i cant make it next week or the other week and another and another... everyday, this cracking sound gets worst, even the pain is unbearable.. and i didnt go to any appointments anymore. I needed some sort of painkiller but the doctor only gave me this multivitamins which i get everytime i went to the hospital.. that thing you called multivitamins doesnt make me okay... I just need the damn painkiller...

And i missed you, dad.....

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

you just cant trust them....

How would you feel if you have to face the fact that you have to see the killer's house every single day in your life and those people who wanted to help you are those who would backstabbed you the most..
Then, every single time they came, you had to fake your smile and laughter just so they dont know.

When they treated you like some kind of dolls, that they dont even like.............. uh, theres no point of saying this.. People always take advantages upon those whos having difficulties in life..


FIN

Monday, February 21, 2011

new photos



i got so bored and so i took photos of me. and i realised that its been ages since i last took a photo of myself..

Sunday, February 20, 2011

baby



too bad we forgot to take photos together..

Saturday, February 19, 2011

18.02.2011



HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY~



with love, nuramira.. :)

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

TASTE ME, DRINK MY SOUL.....

Aaah, the connection is so friggin lagg right now. And i seriously hate it when it happens..

Anyway, just a quick update, im excited about my baby's birthday on 18th. Aaaand, im going to have a driving license soon.. :)

Thursday, February 10, 2011

The truth behind everything...

So I spoke to my mom about makan 100.. I suggested for it to be held here instead of di KB.. But my mom barat hati kan decide.. She doesnt want orang kampung to humiliate us. And she mention about the retarded old man.. IF jadi disini, we're gonna have to jemput orang masjid and, not to mention the old man is one of orang masjid. We personally INDA MAU ia datang. But kalau orang lain tau pasal atu, we'd leave a bad image.. Uh, payah payah..

Macam, our life disini is like in a trap.. Bila bila masa bulih ancur.. Ohh mom, I wish I can get us outta here. Kan keluar rumah pun kami dua tiga kali pikir..

아아 .. 이건 정말 아파 ... 우리는 고립된 느낌이 ..

엄마, 난 당신 당황하거나 화를 싶지 않아 .. 이유가있어서 일어난다 .. 우리 가지 이유로 .. 뭐라고 아빠, 그는 안전한 우리에게 그것 .. 제가 미친 걸 알아요 ..백만 처음 나는 그가 실제로 그렇게 것이라고 생각합니다. 모든게 너무 재미있어 보였 ... 그리고 .......

변했어 .. , 혼자 있고 무서워요 .. 혼자라는 느낌이 싫어. , 모두 너무 무뎌 ..........

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

sunday baby

So, last sunday, i spent most of the day with my baby.. And being his "ikong" masa ia mesin rumput is pretty tiring.. And i took photos of him bekeraja which he forbids me from displaying it here.. But i wanna at least post 1 photo, so this is it..



I LOVE YOU BABY..!