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PERFECTION.

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I'm lazy to write but will update on GGs Penang Trip and my exam result. Soon. Perhaps.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-7724264349018668282012-01-22T23:52:00.001+08:002012-01-22T23:52:23.400+08:00

Aku tau kenapa Abah tanya soalan bila nak kahwin, who's your boyfriend bagai. Pasal aku sorang je anak yang dia ada and I know, as a father, he only wants what's best for his daughter. So, I assume (this assumption is prolly true) that he's afraid that I will be alone for the rest of my life and I won't get married and become andartu. The thing is, I don't feel like getting married now. I wanna

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-59429168165095613072012-01-18T00:15:00.002+08:002012-01-18T00:30:45.700+08:00

Sometimes I tell myself to stop writing about this love feeling that I'm feeling because I know some of you mock me for being in love and being a total sap. But I can't stop feeling and I'm sure as hell cannot stop myself from writing what I feel.I love you and I think of you at night and first thing in the morning and somewhere in between.I'm being vague. Yes. I haven't said the name but

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I'm stuck here at the Kuala Perlis Jetty and I realised that, all day, my thoughts are geared towards you. What are you doing at this moment? Are you okay? Are you happy? Do you miss me? I really want to be where you are right now because I miss you. As cheesy as that sound. But I have the inkling that you don't miss me. Perhaps I should stop contacting you for a while and see whether you'll

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-11182076414836474852012-01-11T23:35:00.001+08:002012-01-11T23:35:25.343+08:00

That's the thing about love. We said that we want to forget about someone, but we don't want to. Because we keep on trying and every single time that we try, we're always hoping that maybe, someday, today, this time, that person will love us back the way we want them to. From UIA with love, Alia. Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-5309588071157006942012-01-11T13:45:00.001+08:002012-01-11T13:45:30.116+08:00

Sempat lagi ni tulis entry di saat beberapa puluh minit sebelum exam Islamic Literature. Aku takut pasal banyak benda. A. Thesis belum siap. B. Takut kena repeat paper Women's Writing. C. Takut tak mampu nak jawab dengan bagus paper Islamic Literature. D. Takut tak sempat nak jumpa parents aku (Nauzubillah) E. Takut CGPA aku jatuh. Ye, aku memang jenis yang paranoid. Tapi serious ah cuak gila

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-36296141818120588122012-01-11T02:31:00.002+08:002012-01-11T09:31:27.131+08:00

Sometimes I miss you so much I couldn't breathe. This heavy pressure upon my chest keep weighing me down.I want to quit you, I want to, I really really do but I don't want to because I feel like I can't function the same without you.That's the thing about uncertainty. I'm too afraid to try because I'm afraid it would be hard but what if I'll just breeze through it? What if pushing you out of my

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-88695199244595234072012-01-10T20:52:00.001+08:002012-01-10T20:52:19.631+08:00

Just So You KnowBy: Sarah Addison AllenYou fall in love with every book you touch. You never break the spine or tear the pages. That would be cruel. You have secret favorites but, when asked, you say that you could never choose. But did you know that books fall in love with you, too?They watch you from the shelf while you sleep. Are you dreaming of them, they wonder, in that wistful mood books

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1. Who are you? Names, nationalities, and virtually any other socially-defined attributes do not count. Deep down, who are you?A fucked up 25 years old girl/woman with a penchant to care too much about people that she loves and has a solid relationship with food and always booty-calls exercise whenever she needs some pick-me-up. Always feels like she’s going to end up alone with everyone

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-48378729948617273312012-01-10T00:26:00.002+08:002012-01-11T09:32:25.833+08:00

If ever you need someone to stand beside you; I'm here. Always. All you have to do is call me out and I will be next to you.And if you're afraid to take the next step then I'm going to hold your hand and walk a mile with you.All you have to do is call me out.I'm here.Always.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-3895733289412993202012-01-08T23:45:00.006+08:002012-01-09T00:23:25.431+08:00

{+++}"You know it’s love when all you want to do is spend time with the other person, and you sort of know that the other person feels the same way."— A Walk To Remember"Just tell me if you want me. And if you don’t, then get away from me."— Tegan Quin"The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you."— The Notebook"You see I never stopped loving you

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-91807738587733069492012-01-06T20:15:00.003+08:002012-01-06T20:27:25.396+08:00

When these rivers run dryDon’t cry, don’t cryI'll be thirsty tooWhen things ain’t rightDon’t sigh, don’t sigh,We always get throughWhen the money runs tightIt's alright, alrightI'm rich in love with youWhen tears run down your faceIt's alright, I'll take care of youThings change so fast, so fastWe gotta slow downBreathe in! breathe out!- Kankouran/RiversIt makes you want to fly, or run as fast as

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-48981294018787811162012-01-05T22:22:00.002+08:002012-01-05T23:38:34.736+08:00

I refuse to let myself feel like shit when you're beginning to subtly ignoring me.I don't assume that you love me because it's not true. Yes, you like me for some reasons, but no more than that. Not like what I feel.So I refuse to feel like shit when you don't treat me the way that I want you to treat me, because:A) it's fucking selfish of meB) you don't know how I feelC) it's time to let all of

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-61181916071949231552011-12-31T18:36:00.005+08:002011-12-31T23:44:58.382+08:00

January- I started my 2011 in a funk because I was feeling homesick and lonely.- The old laptop died on me and Mak bought me a new laptop which was awesome.- The discovery of The Sims 3.- Feeling ugly because I'm a fat ass (still are. fml so much).- Studied really hard for my second semester in UIA.- Stuck on my thesis. Haven't found any good topic. Stressed to the max.- In love with 311.February

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mungkin aku takkan pernahmemberi intan permatamungkin aku tak selaluada di dekatmukuingin kau tahu isi di hatikuku tak akan lelah dengan hati inihingga dunia tak bermentaribukan pujangga / base jamps: I love you. Too much, sometimes. But other times it feels like it's never enough. But I love you. I do.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-39700565916957749672011-12-25T02:37:00.001+08:002011-12-25T02:37:42.326+08:00

So Nadiah marah aku pasal aku keluar sorang-sorang tengok wayang and beli grocery. Dia cakap, "Tlg la jgn kelua sorg2. Bosan weh." What is this prejudice against women who hang out with herself? I mean, my God the looks that I've received when I sat down at the restaurant to eat! It's like all the other patrons rarely seen a girl sits by herself. I don't have any problems going out with just

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-40794078278410191292011-12-25T00:35:00.007+08:002011-12-25T02:01:59.928+08:00

20th21st22nd23rd24th{xxx}I will always love you three.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-21356169967061032472011-12-23T00:16:00.002+08:002011-12-23T00:41:27.028+08:00

I feel like 2011 will end with me all alone, again. I feel like I won't be seeing any of my friends up until I don't know when.Some of them are busy. Some of them genuinely wouldn't want to see me again.A whole part of me just want to wrap myself in a blanket, have smokes, study and then vanish into thin air to see if people notice.But if time is all I have. I’ll waste it all on you.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-76187362556720533642011-12-18T01:35:00.003+08:002011-12-18T02:31:17.163+08:00

I could say that 24 was a good year. A very good year indeed. Though I've lost some people from my life, I'm thankful for the ones that remain. 25th birthday was an above average fair. Wah gitu. It was not as semeriah as previous years but it was not a dull day also.The Muks threw a surprise birthday outing for me and I had a lot of wishes from friends. It was nice to know that they remember my

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IndecisiveAlways fall for the guy that I couldn't be withLazyProcrastinatorFat (Yes, even I'm surprise that this is not at #1)Always changing plansOver-thinkQuick to jump to conclusionInarticulateClingyCrybabyPessimisticDreamerBossyUsually would be blinded of all negative traits when it comes to the guy that I loveA messy personMasochistNot cleverThe inability to forget the guy that I loveBinge

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I know what I am for you. I'm just the person that you run to when you need something. At first, I've accepted that role in hope that maybe I will be more than just the giver. But it continued for some times, and lately I feel like I'm being used. I don't feel that satisfaction when I help someone. I just feel used. I vow to myself that I would never let anyone use me ever again. Not after

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-65814022235312641752011-12-07T01:40:00.001+08:002011-12-07T01:40:12.104+08:00

It's already 7th of December. Only 10 days left before I turn 25. Somehow, I don't feel like celebrating my birthday this year. December, so far has been a disappointment rather than joy. But I have another 10 days, right? Perhaps I shouldn't be too pessimistic about it. Perhaps today will be a start of a good day. Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-21319274420861748752011-12-06T02:41:00.001+08:002011-12-06T02:41:09.838+08:00

Bulan Disember tahun 2011 ni, aku banyak sangat menangis. Dari awal bulan sampai la tengah tulis entry ni. Asyik menangis ja. Tapi, tak kira berapa gelen air mata aku keluarkan, rasa berat kat hati tu tetap tak lepas. Aku rindu kau sangat. Rindu yang buat dada aku sakit gila. Rindu yang buat aku bernyawa tak lepas. Kau faham tak betapa aku rindu kat kau? Kalau boleh hari-hari nak bagitau.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-8154363063407923742011-12-05T03:22:00.003+08:002011-12-05T03:30:38.418+08:00

YOU GUYS, YOU GUYS! I just found out about this awesome journal but instead of being a plain boring journal, this is for the art freak buried deep inside of youuuuu!Every page of the journal comes with an instruction. For example;Exhibit A: Color this entire pageExhibit B: Page from magazine circle words you likeIt's so cool you guys! It brings out the creative in you! I do hope Kinokuniya have

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-13636807387670747132011-12-05T01:59:00.003+08:002011-12-05T02:56:24.823+08:00

It bothers me, when some girl captured your attention and making you say things that you usually didn't say to anyone. Like ever.I mean... I won't repeat them here because you will know that I'm talking about you. And, gosh! I know I said that you don't want to be in a relationship now, but the way you're talking to this chick, makes me re-think about the whole situation. And I hate it. Hate it

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-36658775779763529722011-12-05T01:17:00.001+08:002011-12-05T01:55:32.601+08:00

Perhaps it is for the best that I haven't told you about my feelings towards you.You don't want to be in a relationship. I get that. Truthfully speaking, I don't want to be in one either.It bothers me that my longest relationship usually lasted about 6 to 7 months.I get bored easily.But I don't want to get bored with you. Maybe when the time is right and when everything has fallen into places;

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-15129714060609500022011-12-05T01:10:00.002+08:002011-12-05T01:58:30.743+08:00

Suka dan cinta,Dua perasaan berbeza.Aku suka akan dirimu,Aku cinta akan peribadimu.Suka dan cinta,Dua perasaan berbeza.Aku suka akan ideamu,Aku cinta akan pendirianmu.Suka dan cinta,Dua perasaan berbeza.Tapi garisannya tiada nyata.Susah menilai sesuatu yang hampir sama.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-42323699864420462632011-12-03T00:01:00.001+08:002011-12-03T02:06:45.259+08:00

311 ♥A recorded message of what you love, like, and hate about me.A nice hand-written letter of what you want to say to me.A day spend with me. From breakfast, to watching movie, to lunch, to browsing books, to karaoke, to dinner and a big hug (throw in some kisses, maybe?) by the end of the day.Okay, I know this seems a bit unrealistic because this list doesn't have any material things. I just

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-49218712131097835832011-12-01T03:10:00.002+08:002011-12-01T09:20:36.116+08:00

For you and me. For your heart to be mine. For my heart to be yours. For you to open your eyes and see me right into my soul.For you to notice that I, in fact, am in love with you. The whole you. The good, the bad, the mistakes, the achievements, the beauty, the ugly. Everything.You.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-27468838023937505582011-12-01T03:07:00.003+08:002011-12-01T09:20:18.963+08:00

Not many people know that I was born in Kuantan, Pahang.Most of my friends (even the close one) would always assume that I was a true Kedahan.I just got back from Kuantan and it was kind of like a mini holiday with my parents.My parents lived in Kuantan before I was born. They've became someone else right before my eyes when we were in Kuantan.They looked younger, there were glints in their eyes.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-82451930042130437632011-12-01T02:57:00.002+08:002011-12-01T09:19:35.539+08:00

Finally! A leisure time to compose about our Singapore Trip even if it's from my phone.We went to Singapore just to experience the wonders of Universal Studios Singapore. And it was awesome!Though the journey started on a veryyyyyyy wrong note whilst still in Malaysia (we missed our 1145 am flight and had to buy new tickets that cost us almost RM700!) and continued to haunt us even in Singapore (

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-43339466822638110332011-12-01T02:42:00.002+08:002011-12-01T09:19:08.759+08:00

It's been a veryyyyyyyyyyyyy busy November.Just finished with English Theatre Night and TAP Production once again took part with a play called BlackOut!Chali wrote the incredible script and directed it. While, Mamet, Amin, Diana and Syazzy were the talented actors who made the play alive.I was happy to once again be part of TAP Production as the sound engineer and my part was the least important

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-5192584241859409472011-11-26T00:14:00.000+08:002011-11-26T00:15:53.592+08:00

I know I said I will update about my Singapore trip. But right now, I'm busy with a 10 minutes play to be staged in IIU.Later, will tell them all.I Promise.

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Coming soon!

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I feel like I want to slap your face and punch your stomach and kick your groin and stomp on your feet simultaneously. I'm angry with myself, actually. I know you will never change. But, I'm foolish enough to hope that you will open up your eyes and see right through me. Sometimes I feel like you know. Sometimes I feel like you're the most oblivious guy ever! Right now you're being annoying

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-67928991928888775332011-11-09T21:33:00.002+08:002011-11-09T21:39:54.598+08:00

As an only child, I don't have to fight with anyone for my parents' love. Though Abah is strict to the point that tangan naik muka -- I know his love for me is genuine. Mak's love can make me shine through out the year. I'm at my most happy when I'm with Mak. Even if sometimes she can be annoying and I usually get into fights with her -- I love her with all my heart.Maybe that's the problem. I

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-17608435212608568302011-11-05T23:56:00.001+08:002011-11-06T00:00:28.822+08:00

I was afraid to be aloneNow I'm scared thats how I'd like to beAll these faces none the sameHow can there be so many personalitiesSo many lifeless empty handsSo many hearts in great demand So were speeding towards that time of yearTo the day that marks that you're not hereAnd i think I'll want to be aloneSo please understand if I dont answer the phoneI'll just sit and stare at my deep blue

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Killing me softly, And I'm still falling, Still the one I need, I'm always be with you. - Beyonce/Countdown I'm in love. I don't know how he feels about me. But I love him. Sometimes I feel like I love him too much. I'm so rusty in reading body language. I'm so rusty when it comes to flirting. I don't trust my instinct anymore. I'm not sure whether he's being friendly or being sweet.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-1218707979963944982011-11-03T02:42:00.001+08:002011-11-03T02:42:22.010+08:00

I've always wanted to disappear. Sometimes it's for a while but other times, it's for forever. It's easier to choose to turn my back on something or someone. But, it's the hardest thing to actually walk away from it/he/she. Even if I did manage to walk away; when my heart is not into it, I will make a u-turn. Most of the time, I will put on my vanishing act because I want someone (him) to

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-553020675287387812011-10-28T02:37:00.002+08:002011-10-28T02:46:04.844+08:00

haven't had my period since I don't know how many monthsnot preggonot sexually activenot a ho or a slutjust not healthybeen missing 311 badlyfeel stupid for missing him because he doesn't miss meeven if he did say he missed methat is obvs a liewho would miss me anyway?been crying myself to sleepit's crazy easy to pretend that I'm happywhen I'm noteasyeasyso easyI cry because of schoolof my lifeof

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-10683921555214533782011-10-20T22:43:00.003+08:002011-10-20T23:03:09.425+08:00

Memula, I was thinking of posting picture quotes and actual quotes tau tapi I thought meh, buat apa nak sedih and asyik pikir pasal kesedihan when I have a lot of things to look forward too. 1. Universal Studio Singapore Trip!IT'S ON BEECHES! Will prolly be super duper excited and hopefully everything will go smoothly.2. Kuantan Trip!FAMILY TRIP! Bagai sirih pulang ke ganggang. Okay aku dah lama

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-80583610513870787252011-10-15T00:05:00.002+08:002011-10-15T00:27:09.050+08:00

The first day when you're gone, I thought I was suffering from heartburn but turned out, I just miss you. It's oddly funny because I just saw you and then when you're not around I kept having this bad sensation in my chest. Like something big was about to burst through it. I wish I had the courage like any other girls to tell you that I miss you. A lot. Until my chest hurt. Until I'm short of

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-38958059204640965312011-10-15T00:03:00.000+08:002011-10-15T00:32:39.498+08:00

Do you ever think of another world? An alternate universe of your life where everything that don't happen to you in this world, will happen to the other you in the alternate universe?Like, I love 311 and he seems to not love me back the way I want him too. But in the alternate universe, 311 loves me as much as I love him. And the other me from the other universe would probably have a job and be

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-29655131194957725522011-10-11T22:46:00.003+08:002011-10-11T22:52:21.263+08:00

The truth is, I cannot change you of who you are and what you want to be. And I accept that already. I accept everything that is out of my control.But, I still love you, and I suspect that I will always be in love with you.In silence of words but never in actions.I will always be in love with you until I find someone like you who loves me back.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-40118634363522856292011-10-09T21:25:00.003+08:002011-10-09T21:34:04.710+08:00

Truthfully, aku rasa penat sangat bila pikir pasal thesis. I'm excited to finish up all my classes but bila pikir pasal thesis, terus rasa macam nak menghilangkan diri dengan menyorok di mana-mana. Thesis is progressing very slowly at the moment because:1. Aku malas.Tu je alasan. Ada masa, aku rasa fuck this joint! Aku takmau tulis thesis. Aku nak ambik exam! Tapi, I want to be a lecturer/writer.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-47405641684465769672011-09-30T01:09:00.002+08:002011-09-30T01:19:26.838+08:00

Macam mana nak cakap benda ni without sounding accusing and harsh?Might as well say it;fucking stop stalking my life. If you want to know something, ask me. Don't go read something and then assume that you know the whole story.Funny, when somebody tells me something, they think they know me more than I know myself.ps:You ain't got the right to tell me,When and where to go, no right to tell

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-7613750079217659852011-09-30T00:58:00.002+08:002011-09-30T01:07:01.685+08:00

Don't be a slave for love.You tell yourself and the world that you can't leave him because you've been through a lot with him. That's a lie, isn't it? You can't leave him because you're afraid of being alone. That's why you just soak up and eat all the shitty promises that he has made for you for the billionth time.To give a person a second chance is a good reasonable decision but to give a

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-85578408966801445042011-09-25T01:30:00.003+08:002011-09-25T02:00:10.307+08:00

Sekali-sekala, out of curiosity and the niggling feeling of wanting to know about this of ex of mine and the friends whom I have drifted apart; I will stalk their Facebook, even if they're not in my list.This ex of mine, he's married to a friend of mine which was kinda rubbing salt to the open wound; a painful fact that I have to embrace and I just found out that they had a baby in July and it

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-38376830762237632132011-09-24T13:52:00.006+08:002011-09-24T19:29:18.775+08:00

This is how I picture my life in New York.After I graduate from IIU with my master in English Literature, I will enrol myself in New York University under the Master of Creative Writing program.While doing that, I will also fill in forms for jobs like RA or clergy work.Or I could work as a barista in Starbucks.I will get a studio apartment somewhere in 5th Avenue or downtown Manhattan that looks

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-13275679915128003172011-09-21T23:43:00.002+08:002011-09-21T23:59:57.510+08:00

What does it mean by, "In all my life, I only ever loved one girl before I met her. The others are just you know, fling, just for me to waste my time. So, when she came along, that feeling came back and I knew that she's the one."It means that, you're being rejected thrice by the same guy. Lesson never learned with this one. And it means that, in all the time you have known him, he never ever

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-2184449177549056772011-09-17T11:45:00.002+08:002011-09-17T13:32:52.032+08:00

“I Google youlate at night when I don’t know what to doI find photosyou’ve forgottenyou were input up by your friendsI Google youwhen the day is done and everything is throughI read your journalthat you keptthat month in FranceI’ve watched you danceAnd I’m pleased your name is practically uniqueit’s only you anda would-be PhD in Chesapeakewho writes papers onthe structure of the sunI’ve read each

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-34571472620607550942011-09-15T19:12:00.002+08:002011-09-15T19:24:17.508+08:00

Macamana nak start buat ayat blog?Okay la, that's opening sentence is enough. Hello! I'm reporting from the holy ground of IIUM, where everything doesn't change at all but the atmosphere is not the same anymore.I'm currently in a lazy, chillaxin mode because:-kelas dengan Dr. Faridah belum start pasal she's in Cambodia for some seminar.Prof Ghulam pegi Bangkok ada seminar so, next week dia

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-54572775844764322652011-09-11T00:00:00.000+08:002011-09-11T00:00:01.463+08:00

picking up my parents from the Jetty every Thursday and the odds weekdays that they have to be in mainland.spending time with my parents.spending time with my friends especially my Jalan Day Boys. Will miss you three so much!the cheap but delicious food. waking up early and walking to depan taman to buy the best nasik lemak ayam from kakak cantik.being able to wash Noah with hose.Alor

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-3431832483153559162011-09-10T12:10:00.005+08:002011-09-10T12:19:39.233+08:00

First of all, it's not my intention to preach but I really really do feel like writing this down.Paper hari ni, kecoh pasal pasangan kekasih beragama Islam yang mati bunuh diri dengan meminum racun. And, for someone who's been battling suicides thoughts, I am really thankful that I don't have the courage to do so. Well, killing yourself is a cowardly action because the bravest thing to do is to

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-49244341231085878112011-09-09T00:13:00.003+08:002011-09-09T00:17:51.615+08:00

Truth is, aku macam dah kehabisan idea nak menulis. Not kehabisan idea per say, but sometimes, apa yang aku rasa, automatiknya akan terus ke twitter. Simple and fast. Tapi kat twitter pun kadang-kadang, I have to choose my words carefully so as not to let other people's feelings get hurt. Macam bercanggah kejap dengan prinsip In Your Face aku. Tapi, kadang-kadang jadi straightforward pun akan

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-25817349461027583762011-09-05T01:48:00.002+08:002011-09-05T01:57:18.255+08:00

Reason kenapa aku private blog sebelum ini, biar lah aku saja yang tau. I really want to focus on myself, without having to deal with guy problems. I know I will always be in love with you. But I can't do anything about it. So, the best way for me is to just focus on myself. 100% on myself. Making my parents happy and proud with me will be the first priority. New semester will start soon and

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-31536624024540080312011-09-05T01:22:00.002+08:002011-09-05T01:25:27.027+08:00

This year's raya was awesome! Will update with pictures and all. And the new semester will start soooooooooon! I will miss Taman Pandan. And seeing my parents every weeks for the last 5 months.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-73841705964491450342011-08-08T02:05:00.002+08:002011-08-08T02:08:40.649+08:00

Ready tak? Ready tak? Ready tak for next semesterrrr? I wish and hope that I can score next semester's subjects because I only take two subjects. So, no excuse of such laziness. I need to work my big fat ass off to score and to make my parents proud and to secure bright (so bright!) future and at the same time; I need to always consult Prof Ghulam about my dissertation or thesis. Hopefully (!!!!!

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-65698650333138617082011-07-17T10:36:00.002+08:002011-07-17T10:41:08.670+08:00

One word, two syllables. I roll your name inside my mouth. But even if I call you out, I know my voice won't make you feel anything. It went back deep inside my chest. Sometimes threatening to burst open at the seams.One word, two syllables. I never thought your name could bring me so much joy yet so much pain.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-84546033290670682492011-07-12T00:50:00.002+08:002011-07-12T00:56:45.592+08:00

Aku selalu rasa iri hati terhadap kawan-kawan yang dah bekerja. Salah satu sebabnya adalah faktor duit. Sebab lain adalah, bila dah bekerja, maka kau secara automatik nya sudah berdikari berdiri di atas kaki sendiri.Aku rasa macam aku tak make any effort in finding a secure job tapi, semua interview dah pergi. Resume dah hantar ke semua tempat.Ke, aku yang tak cukup bagus? hmmm.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-65891484171093218382011-07-10T23:19:00.002+08:002011-07-11T01:10:22.448+08:00

I've asked my friends of what is true love for them because I'm afraid I will never met mine. What is true love for you and how would you know that he's the one?I've been kicked down by love for so many times and my idea of true love is that, there will be no heartache, no rejection. Just pure love.But after talking to several of my friends, I realised that my idea of true love might not be what

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-69926141523099548012011-07-09T00:00:00.000+08:002011-07-08T23:15:17.127+08:00

HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY, MAMI!Every year, without fail, we will always celebrate your birthday but not this year. Sorry yang.I hope you will achieve whatever wishes that will benefit you in the long run. You're one great friend and one amazing sister. May you find someone that will love you more than you love him. Hehe. May you be PROSPEROUS and may you always be in Allah's blessing.Love you. Miss

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-82828337341149526602011-07-08T15:22:00.003+08:002011-07-08T15:40:16.425+08:00

I went to the beach today, all by myself. The sun was not particularly too vicious and the wind was not too inviting. The sound of the ocean lapping at each other was my only sanctuary. I sat there by the beach, looking at the vast amount of salt water and my thought immediately went to you.I brought along the letter that I was supposed to give to you and read it out loud. Now the ocean, the sky,

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-42759085922271391412011-07-08T01:59:00.002+08:002011-07-08T02:24:44.332+08:00

fragment of imaginations of you and me in my head.it's evening and the sun is balmy, and you're sitting at the table. legs crossing Indian style, a cup of steaming coffee on the table and you're reading a book. you're wearing a blue shirt that I love and a white short.we are laying on the bed. just relaxing. I'm on your left side. and you take my right hand and you just slowly rub my arm until I

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-52262375480703419182011-07-08T01:32:00.002+08:002011-07-08T01:50:47.200+08:00

Ada sebab kenapa aku suka kacau kawan-kawan aku when it comes to their love life. Ira and Emah are the main targets of my cheekiness. Aku suka kacau pasal aku tade love life doe. Aku suka kacau pasal one part aku geli yang macam damn vomit ziols tengok ko dengan boyfriend ko semua pun indah bukak mulut pun memang pelangi keluar. One part lagi tu pasal aku suka tengok diorang happy even if their

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-75267389395416093392011-07-06T18:37:00.002+08:002011-07-06T18:45:55.221+08:00

Kalau kau bagitau orang yang kau suka dia and the immediate respond is not a YES, chances are, he/she doesn't love you the way that you are hoping for them to. Jadi, daripada kau nak mengejar dan mencari perhatian orang itu, adalah lebih baik kau move on. Save yourself from heartbreak.Dan, kalau kau berpikir untuk memberitahu orang itu yang kau suka dia, make sure lah dia pun memang obviously

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-2769391394822280012011-07-05T15:04:00.001+08:002011-07-05T15:09:56.646+08:00

What draws people to be friends is that they see the same truth. They share it.- C.S. Lewis

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-56092361186723086302011-07-03T18:40:00.002+08:002011-07-03T18:49:18.239+08:00

People will look at me and see me as someone who might be anti-social and a snob. In their eyes, I'm the trying to hard to fit in girl. In their minds, I'm the bad bad girl who will bring the worst in everybody.I might be all that and they might be true in assuming about me. But they don't understand why I do everything in big scales. It's either that or go home. Honey, I learned the hardest way

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-46189609418820908312011-06-30T22:11:00.003+08:002011-06-30T22:20:56.989+08:00

Aku dah ready doe nak bagitau kat kau pasal perasaan ku tentang dirimu, ecewah, tapi aku tarik diri saat-saat akhir ni pasal aku ni pengecut. I'm not ready to lose you yet.If you think that you're 311 and you're preparing yourself to receive a letter from me, then I am so sorry to disappoint you. Maybe not this time. Another time when it's a right time for us and I hope it's not too late.But who

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-9183026776982306832011-06-28T21:27:00.002+08:002011-06-28T21:35:23.097+08:00

Sapa cakap being in love ni senang? Susah beb! Tambah lagi kalau kau sayang kat orang yang taktau kau sayang dia! Sumpah ni. You will always have that feeling that perhaps he/she knows how you feel. But sometimes he/she seems so oblivious to your feeling and it's making you rage!But the worst feeling when you're in love with someone who doesn't know that you're in love with him/her is that, you

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-57856203938167731912011-06-27T01:38:00.002+08:002011-06-27T02:04:28.604+08:00

Sometimes, on nights that I couldn't shut the voice inside my head, I'd imagine my life 5-10 years from now. Truthfully, I'd imagine about myself being alone, when you're happy with your significant other. No matter how much I tried to vanish that sort of thought from my head, it always came back.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-71215298559691237702011-06-25T03:57:00.002+08:002011-06-25T04:03:30.474+08:00

I don't talk about my love life for a very good reason - I don't have one. Unless, you count 311 but then again, he doesn't know about this small feeling that occupies my whole heart. Urgh I mean, if he finds out about it, I think Imma crawl into a deep hole and just stay there for the rest of my life. And the hole would be dark so that I can cry over my stupidity of telling him how I feel.Seems

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-2754002890507365492011-06-25T00:27:00.002+08:002011-06-25T00:50:29.179+08:00

It’s just that I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.- Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-4008844162906317992011-06-24T00:16:00.002+08:002011-06-24T00:19:39.303+08:00

Maybe aku ni kawan yang annoying yang nak cakap pasal 311 je. Sorry if you think that way.Maybe aku ni kawan yang annoying yang selalu carot kau. Sorry if kalau carotan aku tu buat kau terasa.Maybe aku ni kawan yang annoying yang selalu nak kena dengar dari kau yang aku ni seorang kawan yang baik. Sorry if I'm insecure.Maybe aku ni kawan yang annoying yang terlampau honest and blunt sampai

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-50015813378430143282011-06-22T12:59:00.002+08:002011-06-22T13:18:13.477+08:00

Kalau ikutkan hati dan jari, hari-hari akan belog pasal kau. Sumpah ni tak tipu. Hari-hari nak cakap aku rindu. RINDU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Excessive exclamations pasal memang rindu banyak gila rasa macam nak sepak muka sendiri and then cukur bulu kucing jiran sebelah pasal dia belagak sangat. Suka hati je jalan atas pagar rumah pastu bila aku nak

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-52296186753323667962011-06-20T02:43:00.002+08:002011-06-20T02:52:46.489+08:00

There will always be two possible options for us.1. I confess, via, let's say a very long sensible yet somehow funny letter that you found exceptionally charming and endearing. After you read it, you will let the information of how I, for some unexplainable matters, love you sinks in and you will call me up because you know eventhough I said in that letter that I'm not expecting anything in

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-71466297813423309532011-06-17T00:36:00.003+08:002011-06-17T00:48:19.275+08:00

They said that wisdom came wi' manhood's riper years,But naething did they tell o' its sorrows an' tears- The Happy Days o'Youth by Robert GillfilanI will always miss him even in passing.ps: nangis doe tengok gambar lama. aku kurus ziaaaaaaal! nak kurus balik mcm dulu aaaaa!

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-87010369870840132222011-06-15T15:02:00.002+08:002011-06-15T15:14:07.835+08:00

Aku dah gemuk sampai satu masa I feel like, "Fine. gemuk pun gemuk la. It's the inside that counts right?" But I can't look at myself for months after that because I am so ugly. Ugly fatso fugly fucking gemuk mcm badak sial.I'm not a disciplined person. I have to force myself to go jogging, to go to the gym. I feel like eating is easier. I might die from over-eating.Motif aku tulis ni? I don't

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-46948158626170063982011-06-13T09:15:00.002+08:002011-06-13T09:28:54.672+08:00

I understand that people want to know about my personal life as in the true me, what's been going on, who is 311, what's the secret and disappointment of the week?I can write that all fluently, being an honest/blunt (whichever your preference is) person myself I tend to not posses a quality that some of you might refer as "tact". There's something about truly opening up to strangers that really

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-60648636086884453272011-06-10T21:09:00.002+08:002011-06-10T21:16:51.116+08:00

Kota Bharu was okay lah. I dint buy any kain kahwin. Satgi kalau beli kain kahwin, aku tak jadi kahwin lagu mana cerita? Bought lotsa keropok and we did eat a lot at Kedai Kopi White House which was situated betuiiii depan bilik hotel. Mak kena food poisoning after makan-ed at Pantai Cahaya Bulan. I missed nasik utara for two days I was there.Also, the first night in KB, I missed 311 so friggin

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-430397013948641382011-05-27T05:40:00.001+08:002011-05-27T05:42:18.181+08:00

Suka dekat hang is the most exhausting experience that I ever had to endure in the history of me liking someone. I can't tell you how I feel about you because if I did, then I know, you will just shut me away. If I tell you, then I'd be one of the girls who eventually fall for you. You're sweet, you're flirty, you make girls swoon. You make girls want to cross the line between being just a good

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-7318900250908301702011-05-26T06:38:00.002+08:002011-05-26T06:46:56.424+08:00

That's the thing with me though. I went out on dates with guys but I keep on comparing them with you. The conversation that we would have were not as fun as the silence that you and I shared together.You have become my milestone of comparison and it scares me because you don't know how much I love you and how deep I'm in love with you. There are times I feel like I've given the courage to tell

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-8091868777282845992011-05-24T00:30:00.004+08:002011-05-26T06:30:01.579+08:00

Malam ni, I shed a lot of tears while watching Ustaz Harun al-Din talking about Sakaratul Maut. I feel like, my problems in life are small compared to what I'm about to go through when I die. Aku sedar yang aku bukan seorang Muslimah yang baik.Aku tak tau apa yang dah jadi dengan aku. Dulu, masa sekolah rendah and sekolah menengah, I was one of the people who taught children aged 8-12 the Quran

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-85260238433097132192011-05-19T19:51:00.002+08:002011-05-19T20:05:02.859+08:00

You wanna know how I feel? I feel fucking terrified. I lose focus on what I want to do with my life few months back. It's a scary thought. I wade through this muddy pond without no light in my head, just a sense of "go to the land" at the back of my mind.I don't know what I want to do with my life.I'm scared that I'm never going to be good enough to score a teaching job. I'm scared that I'm never

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-56344934036637071342011-05-17T22:09:00.001+08:002011-05-17T22:10:28.122+08:00

You're doing it again, where you ignore me but you talk to all my friends. Are you happy knowing that you made me cry again and again?

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-74821245757324851442011-05-17T21:05:00.001+08:002011-05-17T22:09:22.308+08:00

I think that when I banter a lot with a guy, there's a sure fire sign that I am slowly liking him but I am testing his intelligence by being the obnoxious know-it-all. If he can't handle me being like that then prolly he's not the one.Choosy gila kan? Mengada ja aku ni but I can't change it. I don't want to dumb myself just because I need to stroke his ego for letting he thinks that I'm stupider

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-43309945787790173332011-05-04T19:47:00.002+08:002011-05-04T19:50:07.166+08:00

tak sia-sia laptop rosak because of assignments, sleep schedules tunggang terbalik, makan tak menentu, stress tahap maksimum.Berbaloi jugak in the end.:)

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-51263832182976598832011-05-03T00:09:00.003+08:002011-05-03T00:17:20.319+08:00

Internet has made people brave in voicing out their opinions to others. Maybe because it's the semi-anonymity that partially hides your profile from the receiver of the opinions. However, it is not an excuse to be rude to other people. Calling people bimbo is one of them. Telling people that they're stupid etc etc doesn't make you any smarter.Who are you to judge whether that person is a bimbo or

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-43364362440158205752011-04-29T15:30:00.004+08:002011-04-29T15:41:17.810+08:00

xxxKryptonites. All of these.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-24319524803384622802011-04-23T21:47:00.002+08:002011-04-23T21:50:52.829+08:00

I close my eyes and I see you, I think of my happiest moments and I think of you. You make my heart race every time I even think of you. You see flaws in yourself yet all I can see is perfection. You are my every thoughts, you always have been and always will be.I wonder if you're doing fine without me.I don’t wanna see you go, but it’s not forever, not forever. Even if it was, you know that I

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-8718551444224113272011-04-15T07:40:00.003+08:002011-04-15T07:54:52.035+08:00

HI! It's been a week since I depart from IIU and start my ho-ho-holiday. I got too many things to do and several have been done.I enrol myself in swimming and belly dancing class. Bit pricey but I think it will definitely be worthy.Went to KUMON interview and the exam was such a bitch, I end up taking all my rage-ness unto Boy, by asking him to belanja me makan. mwahahaha.Got a call from UniMAP

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-18934569265610815572011-03-31T06:58:00.002+08:002011-03-31T07:05:25.887+08:00

this heavy heartwith a whole load of burdentearing me apartwithout so much of a pardon.Alia. 7:04 AM. IIUM.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-38784917342670386982011-03-30T19:52:00.002+08:002011-03-30T20:09:10.972+08:00

First of all, this entry is not bashing anyone. People of late seems to think that I was writing about them when in fact I was writing about matters in general that I have observed. The sun doesn't shine out your ass you know. So, get off your damn high horse.Okay.There's this fear of being boyfriend-less among people that I know and I just couldn't help but pity them. Maybe it's the feminist in

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-66621935507043375442011-03-29T05:00:00.004+08:002011-03-29T05:10:20.367+08:00

So someone's been googling "Charlie Khaidzir blog" but end up at my blog instead. Well, they end up at the Bruno Charles' post instead, actually.Looks like someone's been stalking you la weh! Haaaaaaaa:Dclick for bigger image.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-5056600751261597372011-03-29T04:46:00.003+08:002011-03-29T04:59:45.627+08:00

I know, okay? I know what it feels like to be in love with someone and denying that feeling in between waking up and sleeping. In between having your meal and driving.I know.How painful it is to see the person you like, being all googly eyed over someone else. I know. Fuck it all, I wish I'd never knew, okay? So that I could cry of the injustice of it. But, I know and all I could do is to

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-49890530771609621682011-03-26T09:55:00.002+08:002011-03-26T09:56:50.631+08:00

/lap air mata dgn bucu bantal

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-14500013407049309972011-03-26T06:57:00.004+08:002011-03-26T07:07:51.567+08:00

Banyak benda la aku nak buat masa cuti ni. Masalahnya tiada beruang (tak ada wang bukan beruang binatang tu) Kerja start on May/June. Cita-cita dan harapan setinggi Gunung Everest. Kononnya cuti ni nak:-1. Belajar berenang. Diam, aku memang tak pandai berenang.2. Masuk belly dance class. Motif aku nak masuk belly dance class ni? Harus la aku nak goyang goyang perut yang hopefully dalam 5 bulan ni

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-55431567425832656942011-03-22T14:26:00.002+08:002011-03-22T14:31:58.230+08:00

Today I woke up and I realised that I was in love with a man who could never love me back. So my genius of a brain said to my fragile heart, "don't be sad". And my heart replied, "I'm trying".I have accepted this and now I'm moving on from you too. It was never meant to be. Don't feel bad. It's not your fault. I just hope we can still be friends.- Alia. March 22nd. 2:31 PM. IIUM.

aliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13062336710747777455noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293108728741436194.post-54513557952010784482011-03-18T04:11:00.004+08:002011-03-18T04:49:47.971+08:00

I am this close of telling my secret to you. It's hard okay? It's hard to love you and to like you and to just want to talk to you everyday of every hour because I want you to notice me. Notice me notice me notice me! I'm here! I'm in front of you! It's hard because I cannot demand that from you. It's hard because we are friends. It's hard because I know you and you know me and it's hard because

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