Aysha

if u have the time,please visit my sister's site and listen to that song..im so hoooked on it..
arabic mix french song i guess..
it makes me feel like changing my name to Aysha..

its been playing on a non stop mode eversince she put it up..*sigh*

aight getting ready to go to the tahlil at my grandma's house right now..
you people have a nice sunday ..ta~

XOXO,
8:13:00 PM

Those were the days my frens,
we thought they never end..
we sing and dance forever in a day...

ive juz recently received an sms from an old primary skool mate
inviting me to a Reunion Barbeque for all ex Xishan primary skoolmates for the 1985 batch...
and now im still stuck on whether or not i shld go....

hmm...everyone will be there i guess noeing these people..
it ll be another fashion parade where the girls compare and bitch abt each other..
on how much prettier they ve looked now..how big their boobs are..and how much make
up they have plastered on their stinking faces..not to mention what fashion labels they r into right now..
oh...and how can i forget...the amount of ex boyfrens they have will also be a very hot Topic...
pretty much similar to an elearning discussion forum...
i have no idea what the guys will be discussing abt though...
hmm probably abt the same too..
the comparing of the size of their biceps,muscles and brains..(if any at least)..oh and the amount of Girls they have dumped..thruout the years..

but on another Hand..i actually missed my primary skool buddies..
the exceptional retard cases...
the class rejects who did everything impossible under the sun together..

it was juz the 6 of us..
we even formed a group together called "nasty girls(NG)"..*slaps forehead*
when we found a secret spot in skool behind sum rusty old staircase to hold our "illegal secret meetings"
when we produce our first very own Handbook..
with everyone's particulars and favourites..
and the group's Rules and Regulations..

when we came up with our very first "slogan"
"We hate Boys"

all those times we were busy playing wif STINKBOMBS under voidecks after skool
busy bombing all the old aunties and apeks..and not to mention cute boys from the neighbouring primary skools;)
while our parents thought we were busy studying for our PSLE papers in skool..

all those times we dreamt about getting out of that skool together..
and establishing our successful lives ahead of us..
all those dreams of looking prettier and getting Hunky boyfrens..
with cars and condominums and big houses and what so have you...
*sigh*
i miss those innocent days..

going thru puberty with this bunch of freaks was a crazy delightful experience...
which brings us straight back to the question..

shld i or shld i not go..?...hmmm
*thinks*

XOXO,
3:38:00 AM

Wake up calls

grandfather's death was certainly a wake up call for the family.
again.
ive been feeling kinda morbid lately thanks to everything that had took place for de past few days.

frankly speaking,
the slightest tot of death frightens the living daylights out of me.
Maybe its cause i noe that im not ready yet.
sheesh..the luggage hasnt even been packed yet..much less ready.

yes,in only 19.
naive.immature brat.
still getting a taste of life.
with my future full of promises and dreams that ive yet to fulfilled.
everyday's a routine.
all i do is sit around and laze about.
doing practically abt the wrongest shit.
things that i NOE i shldnt have done.

which leads me back to my question wif no answer.
how do i noe when its MY turn to go?
ppl out there die as young as 5.
im grateful ive lived a good healthy 18 yrs so far.
but what if there r NO tmorrows all of a sudden?

how do I noe whether there will be any in the first place?
im so not ready yet.
for anything at all.
and this morbid crappy feeling's not helping the situation at all soon enuf.
dang..
im convince that ill be paying a short holiday visit to hell.
*bleah*

XOXO,
7:56:00 AM