...i didnt follow my parents to Johore.
why??
well, my aunts hitched a ride on my Dadsies car thus, space constrain.
durr.
...
WASTED.
should have told me earlier, so i could attend Fiz's party.
*sheeshie*
one more time...
WASTED.
...
whuttadilly.
sheesh.
my eyes are giving me the 'wormy' effect again.
blurry and wormy.
clueless?
whuttadilly.
...
just learn a new word...
WIGGERS.
whites who 'step' blacks.
as in whites who thinks they are blacks.
wearing their sideways baseball hats and their jerseys and fake gold necklaces.
so-called BLING-BLING.
and how they let their FUBU pants hang halfway off their arses.
or how they sat around... saying, "YO B*TCH* and referring to their 'cribs' and their 'rides' and the 'ghe-tto' and otherwise the mangling black slang.
i noticed, some MALAYS tend to think that they are blacks or something.
so what should i call them?
"MIGGERS" (???)
...
i noticed something...
peeps around me were hooking up.
everywhere i went, someone was talking bout a date they were on, peeps holding hands, peeps talking on their handphones with those 'OoOo DaRLiNg' face.
*rolls eyes*
even saw peeps from primary schools hooked up.
i guess it was because peeps are maturing faster.
i even saw an old friend... my age...
PREGNANT and married.
which should be worse?
the pregnant part or hearing that she already had a family of her own.
i, on the other hand, think that i still have a long way to go.
i still have plans.
to go for further studies.
get a proper job.
support my parents before i finally settle down.
hopefully when i'm still in my twenty-s.
... i never dreamed of having a bloated stomach yet.
having to hold it for nine months and ten days, it's a bliss.
... but supporting it financially?
a roof over the head?
my... i wonder how she managed.
*urgh*
...
talk about 'racing brain', i was in that mode all the time.
it made me realize the reason my brain used to race before was because i didnt have anything to keep it occupied.
now my brain was full.
now i had stuff to worry about every nano-second.
...
oops gotta run.
Filzatul waiting for me downstairs.
...
*hugs and kisses*
gonna miss blogging for one whole week.
*muacks.slurps.licks*
*double.licks*
