u guys ill be moving to blogspot la.i gatal.

haha no la.

i like the simple layout.and will b bored and chnge it soon.

the layout la.hehe!

comment there la kay?i malas to find the chatbox again la.=="

people these days no originality.must steal steal from other people wan.=="


read on if u must,stop if u want.up to you.

im done here.

eventho mac may be rather sexy,i have many things to learn about it and things to install which is taking most of my time off blogging.(:

www.entangledjing.blogspot.com

read that peoples.thats moi.and yeah.my shortified story.

toodles people.

than right now.

this is called,post pms.which dozent usually happen to this extent.

emo boy and horny man has decided to bug me at the oddest hours of the night or oddest times.emo boy calls using another number shaking till his knees trying to string up a sentence just to talk to me and wants to "catch up".eh brader,you still owe me my harta.wanna catch up it seems.go get a life.

horny man comes back for a few days every month because he has too much money stashed up so flying back and forth all the time is very very cheap.and since he has a car,he would like to meet up.

so you can play me again like a doll,no?

no thank you.

true.it is stupid to layan both of you.i gave you BOTH a chance.but you guys blew it.toodley-woodley.ive found someone who is treating me better than both of you put together.no im not read to fully forgive you two idiots who threw me around like a fucking doll.no im not ready to forgive and forget because im a bitch.(: and a good one at that.

im an itch in ur ass.

who the fuck are you*emo boy*to fucking pass my cds around and tell me its with your other gay friend whoz burning the songs?i said ill borrow em,not give em to you,you idiot.mind you that you owe me 400 bucks?idiot.

you're fucking lucky i dint have a parang with me.i dont care about your old fantasies on how you have gang fights throwing pillows at each other gang banging and is the biggest dude in the gang of fluffy unicorns.ill chop all your unicornee dreams down and make sure your 'unicorn horn' says bye bye for good if i dont get my money and cds.

nevertheless,i will never see my cds again.nor will i see my money.

but you fucking watch out.ill throw granites and eggs and pure 100% jing shit at your house.

im angry.very.

i hate college.

im just done with economics.just one chapter.with a few subtopics in it.

and im about to collapse.

i still have maths and econs to do.fuck.

okay so ewie says dont shut down ur blog.najat too i assume.thats two.

im beyond stressed,im like turning into some bloody old chicken when im still in my egg,about to burst out of the egg all foul-ee smelly and immediately laying eggs which will have shit in it.and die 3 seconds later.my period is here,and when a girl is stressed,the blood shoots out as if someone made a hole in the whole of malaysias tangki and its just shooting water out like crap.and i,hvta run in and out of the toilet,stripping and sticking 35 cm long pads off and onto my soon to be torn underwear as im stripping it like how id strip chicken feather off em.

my mood swings are like tornados about to whip ur drying underwear in the yard ten million miles away to a grandmother who needs it to turn her sad sad husband who has been sexually inactive on.

ive been told i was an idiot.no names mentioned.gee.how frank.if i knew that people could just spill out on how they feel,just like that,without even hving to think whether that person has feelings or not,whether ur just being angry and just diu kaoing the fella for fun,then..

i wouldve fucked all of you up a fucking long time ago.

honestly i cant give a fucking damn,and i thank you,whoever it is,for coming up to me to tell me im one of the idiots in ur life.great.at least you have a lil balls/boobs.thank you for lifting the weight off my shouders to break myself free from your pathetic shit you call a life.one stress weight off my shoulders,no more pretending to be nice when you complain about something so stupid i could rip my hair off my head and itd b smarter than what you're whining about.no more trying to say oh no la ur not stupid when honestly ur the daftest thing on earth that even the smallest idea wouldnt go thru to ur head.no more trying to compromise with ur stupidity just because you know one of the people i love.

roll em up like dung paper,step on it,kick it to the road,let the dog pee again,and let the cars run across it,and let it just dissolve in indahs water.

obviously i just had a fight with someone.name disclosed,this is in general.im not gonna like direct it to anyone.why?ive been hving this problem since the day i started secondary fucking school.so yeah.

and please,im honestly damn bloody freaking sick of me making the decision every fucking time,and when something goes wrong,i gotta be blamed for making the wrong decision.why thank you for such appreciation after overcoming ur inability to make just one stupid decision.honestly,im not a robot.i cant think of every single FUN or INTERESTING thing to do all the fucking time and where to go and what to do to entertain everyone.im not borned to provide such a service.

in general,everyones a pain up someones ass.and if ur lucky,ull never know who ur being a pain to.right now,im being a pain up everyones ass.great.

but do you know how big of a pain some of you are to me?

and im just not saying anything.

i feel like closing this blog.its so dead since i started college.

=(

in other words,since everyone started going their thing/going seperate ways..

anyways cut the crap,i sounded idiotic in my uhh not so happy post.screw that.

something happened the day before,and i was beyond upset and betrayed-feel-ee,so yeah.not gonna info much but thanks sayangs.(:

i got a monkey*thank you dear (:*and a pink patrick doll which ive wanted for really long since ive lost mine.

ı wanna take your photos... u say wahy ??? cause your face is very pure and attractive... and ı think u r my model. I m intrested with u...=)

wahahaha.seriously.what model?plumpy model?sure thing.


kakaka.

shit.i just realized.ari is the name of my moral teacher.fuck.=="

bloody grump.

thats me.

dungu.

thats you.

grumpy or not,i can control,and not be called stupid when i am grumpy at things.just a grouch.

but when you're a dungu,you cant control.

and that grinds my ears.(:

and im agitated.

its a trend.for everyone to get me excited,telling me oh we're soo gonna do this,and you're gonna get me that,and bladee bla bla ur gonna get me underwear.but in the end?after i look all stupid telling people WAH IM GONNA GET THIS AND THAT and zhibai knows what im gonna be doing la.

and poof.

i dont get whatever it is in the end.so hai right?im so fucking pissed already.i want the fucking macbook.my brother does not need a god damned pc in his room and he got it.why?just so he can play maplestory.i need the fucking laptop to revise my fucking notes instead of printing them out wasting my paper and ink and printing quota in college.and also to do my fucking english research which i am most prolly gonna die doing.not only that,plus all the other idiotic things which requires me to use the effing computer,which is currently not on every other day,thank you very much,then great.just fucking great.and also since i paid RM300 for my fucking comp fees,i am told to stay in school or use whatever shit time i have not studying using it.

i am not that freaking lifeless to stay in school till it kicks me out of the web doing my effing assignment on a computer which connection is as slow as a walrus trying to turn to its back stoning.and plus,printing quality is bad.i dont want.ugh.

i have a whole semester and only 300 pages printing quota which has decreased since that donkeyfied day where i printed economics which has no pictures.

i will b reaching 90 years old and still be in college trying to hand my bloody research up to my teacher hopefully still alive,hooked up to a life aid machine.

i dont want acer,because i hate it.i dont want a bloody fujitsu,because most of em are huge.im gonna be carrying it around.and its gonna be fat and bulky and huge and heavy and i will be the next hunchback of malaysia with a laptop on my back.

i cant even fucking do a research in the comfort of my room where i can bloody concentrate for once and without all the fucking noise at home which im forced to put up with.sure i sound like im from a broken family.i wont deny it.but you shut ur bloody trap about what you fckng think.honestly.

im not in the mood.

ive been murderingly angry for two fucking days in a fucking row.

could it be,just once,where im not pissed to my fucking grave and be ratted out by everyone around me?

i gotta live my life and play my life according to someones rules.its always by someones rules.and its fucking obvious its not willing.but hey i shut up in the end.why?

its pointless talking to idiots.they dont understand language with brains.

and also since im a mighty big pushover,push all you can,no?like a fucking buffet.eat all u can.

a macbook wont kill you.i know.sure.its expensive.but honestly.it wont kill you.

using a computer which has restrictions even for the word shit,will kill you.

and where the fuck is my fucking period.fucking uterus wall shed-the-fucking-already.

fucking vulgar.ugh.

random but i think people who have the intention of being nice to two people or just one to just break them up,should just die and back off.nobody wants a slut/bastard.

see i told you i sincerely forgot and it wasnt an excuse,pacat.=P

bloody doraemon caller you.

im doing this the moment i finished my psychology homework and im dead tired with eyebags darker than a pandas black ass and face as letih and saggy looking as an old womans breasts.

najat amer noordin.