to u... i learnt and will always.. dongsaeng ar!

To my dear sister :

There are things that i don't have the time to tell u, so i choose to write it here in my blog so when u feel stuck and bored u can view it... hehehe... I m writing these things truly from my own point of view and my heart, and i want you to noe... recently to me ur status in fb are quite sad and emo-ish, so i came up with a conclusion dat there is some one in your heart that you are not telling me, i don't mind, i understand u are very secretive and protective of urself.. even if u don't have one this post will come in handy one day, i hope and i don't think u'll ask ur mommy for advises like this and i may be busy then...

don't b emo over a guy, i noe its hard to do so, hey been there done that... Its " unpreventable " so listen up, strengthen urself, find things that can cheer u up, or ur frens like eena, audrey, and so on... its ok to feel sad, to wanna cry , do all that just don't purposely do it infront of him or anyone for matter fact... just pull ur closest fren and tell them everything how u saw him with her la, how he neglects u la, and cry ur heart out.. this is wear true frens come in... Second, for the cheaters.. never cheat .. u don't like to be cheated on, it sucks like hell... believe me, always been there in that...hahaha... not technically though...haha... anyways.. even if he cheats, don't go around crying and shouting at him or so, although it hurts but for a vain person like me , i believe image is important, we don't go around crying and shouting, and simply throw stuff, we do that inside our house and put loud music on, when we see him or that girl, we smile and say hi.. hahah... we must be generous.. look them in the eyes and not fear...

3rd, if u have a crush and he don't crush u back..haha... don't go waiting for him to sms u, waiting for him to talk to u, what meant to b is what meant to b k? hehee... i noe how it feels to want him to talk to u, to say hey nice shirt, hey u free later? lets get a bite or two... frankly those only happen in fairy tales... here, we just wait... don't wait .... waste time only... he will never do that... guys are some times in a nice way blur, in a harsh way idiots..hahaha... same like girls to them la...hahaha... we are suave people dongsaeng... remember we take care of our images... U to me are a strong girl by appearance but i noe u are really really fragile coz u are very protective of urself... its a good things, but must try to let loose, not too much like I , u'll get hurt too..

This post can also be a reminder to me... lets both JANG!!!

yours sincerely,
unnie

HAC no wait .. MAC

ok, its that time of year again... what ? HAC... sembah and everything... this year, i am taking for drama... although its not fair for only I to go up stage and take it from the sultanah herself but i am sorry, i had to... after all its our senior year.. sorry guys....
this is wat happened:we went early and talked like usual rite, but we went damn early... hahaha... den of course as a vain-arazzi ( cam whore is such a harsh word ) myself... i hav to take pictures of everything...budak blur... blur !!!! hahaahappl come to take hadiah.. they came to study... not for nothing la .. for a physic test...hahahaadik ikhwan!!! hahaha... so tall... T.T love his cam so much... T.T i will never get one like tat!!! EN, y u smiling sorang2? dongsaeng ar, nothing in side la..haha... no bf no lovey smsesizzaty! cool... suhaini comel! aina... cool! haha... my chefs..haha.. just kidding...

relay carnival.. best giler...

never heard of it... that's a good thing .. coz we just start it this year... feel weird y i start writting my blog now? u shud, coz i am extremely happy today after a damn long time... gagagaga... so i quite studying for this whole week and relaxed.. now u noe? hahaha... ok .. back to this relay business... we had a relay carnival in July... so damn fun ... although i had to run... but the results where great.. and oh, the italian guy every female in our school were longing to see came that day.. and pn azilah ask the 5 sn 4 students to take care of him, as i am close to one or two of the sn 4 students, so i kinda get to get close to him too.. haahaha, ok i was using them then , if u want to put it that way... i don't mind hahaha... anyways... we get to go home early that day... but i drove to school so i din;t go home , my fren and i we went out to move my car into the school compound... ok, we sat in there for like a few minutes, to cover my car, and wear this and that...then i went to the prefects assembly place to see the prefects' for like their duties and everything...blahblah blah... boring much... hahaha... ok den i went around giving my class runners their numbers which i did in the morning, ours paling style.. of course duh, i did it.. hahaah..continue, i literally went from front to back, just to find them... when i got back to the anjung gemilang, mw was telling me that mr Italy had came to our school, of course i was damn excited and wanting to say hi, nothing more ok? gagaga... i went as plan, but the outcome not so good... i went and patty was like Joyce!!! and i was like hehehe, and Xiang seng was holding on to me so i won't leave, and everybody pakat scream Joyce, lol... i was so embarassed, and for that time he was like looking here and there, as though Joyce was some kind of bird, XD... hahaha... and when we met eyes to eyes, i only had one thought, OMG he has big eyes, even with specs on, wat if he took off them, they'll be giants...hahaha... then i said, hi nice to meet u and foolish me just went of like that laughing... i totally embarassed myself... ok... what ever ...then photography session... wow!!!planning strategies... hahaha...
too nervous to run.. did some warm up... hahaha... went to check on our opponents... hehehe...
ok, so i am also one of those gaga ppl..haha... at least only for that day... i think..hahaand of course we have our you jump i jump drama here..hahaha...damn supporting teacher... love her so much.. go!!! Pn JAC!!!!ada gaya athlete? hahahaada gaya... walau begitu, x sangka .....
after 400 m, my legs betrayed me... so damn embarassing... really could not stand up that time .. T.T... b4 that we fooled around saying that when we fall, we shud fall on that guy, but i was the only one falling... but hahaha... well at least i m ok now kn? gagGA..ok, i admit i am a vain-arazzi.. i love taking pics..wakakakakawe got second place... kira ok la tu..haha.. so tiring.. wakakaka

don't worry, cikgu akibi.. u are still popular even when mr italy is here... XD hahahain the end it was the best day ever...haha.. love every bit about it...

dang.. The worst day.. hate org miang..

ok , so this is what happened.. x guna punya orang.. some of u may say that i am not open minded.. i agree and i am old fashion, girl boy should not hav too many touchings... but this is too ...
i did a QTI... for u who were as blur as i was... what the hell was a QTi, it was a pretest thing... something to determine if u can take the test or not... so i was waiting for like an hour for my turn.. I was already like OMG i hate waiting... I shud have brought my dang sejarah files.. anyways.. there was an indian teacher sleeping behind me, and no he is not the guy.. he has a really big belly.. and this malay teacher came in and was like what is he doing , so he went and poke his big belly and asked : " oi, ank ni mai ajar ke mai tido?" hahaha... that was not the main point...
After a long hour, this teacher came in , and i was like : NO NONONONONONONONO!!!! no way in hell , i am not going to b judge by that guy!!! i guess i wasn't heard, unlucky me i got him, tengok muka dia pun tau dia miang .... geramnya aku... he was one of my ceramah conductor for the first time i went to learn driving.. he memang miang!!! we went into his car and i start the engin.. and i did the procedure and everything, he said : p buat parking and naik bukit.. i was like : ya.. den when doing parking time, that guy don't let me do my way, the way my teacher taught.. and his dang gear was so damn stiff , he went and grab my hand along with the dang gear... #$%^&* It wasn;t just once, miang fella... OMG i felt like slapping that @#$%^&* den i did another kind of parking... how dare that #$%^^&* guy tap my left thigh... stupid #$%^&* so damn angry at him by den.. After that we went for naik bukit.. i think that i did well, anyways the hand break was also stiff.. even my teacher never did that.. the @#$%^&^&* grab my hand along with the break..... stupid @#$%^^** i was determine to kill us both later when doing the jalan thing.. he asked me to stop at the side so he could talk to his fren, i was screaming in my head, and cursing that gatal punya orang... so damn pissed at him... i was planning to really kill him later when i drive out of the institute... after that he ask to go out of the institute... den out of no where he took sumting from the back and box, and that @#$%^&*&* asked me stupid questions...
stupid : yang ni ada apple juice ke ?
me : (looked) x tau.
stupid : rasanya ada kut ... sini tulis ada..
me : i tak tau la.. x pernah beli .
Stupid : hm, ada apple juice la..
i was really angry tat he asked me that stupid irreleven question...
he ask to stop at the side and we never went far from the institute, just out side its gate, the we U turn..
stupid : memandu senang ke susah ?
me : senang je
Stupid : betoi ke? mengapa u berpeluh ?
he really an idiot who ask u to look at me ... gila la!!!!
me : panas
stupid : mengapa panas ?
me : matahari
Stupid : x besa kena matahari ?
me : ya
Stupid : you kerja ke masih belajar ...
me: belajar..
Stupid : oo, form 5 la... sekolah?
me : ibrahim..
stupid : budak pandai la tu..
then he ask to go to the office... i swear i did really well except for that parking that he did not let me do by my self.. he was doing my stereng all along that time, how the hell was i suppose to drive.. he said i memalukan JPJ multiple times, i was never told like that by anybody b4, he really made me wanna cry.. den he saw my teacher.,.. guess wat that idiot said..
Stupid : terrible la... x boleh pass....
i was like T.T...

i really hate this...

Love? what the hell is that? now in the 21th century, it seems to be nothing.... when i was younger i admit i was naive, hoping for Prince charming to appear infront of me and help me put on that pretty glass slipper ... but now, now i really dislike really really dislike this word.. i really hate it to the extend that i am willing to kill.... It is giving me a big headache...

I am a very emotional person, i am pretty sure alot of people will agree... I get angry , sad happy , annoying very easily... i get pissed off really easily now as stress is building up , SPM is near pressure from everybody... Parents want a scholarship from me.. Tension tension... During this period i really just don't want to talk to anybody at least just sometimes... I needed time to rest... blogging is one way... Then a problem arises... that is capable of making a 17 year old girl hate the word love.. High school sweethearts are all so so ..... Not to kutuk my frens, some are really sweet i admit, like ehem ehem... hehehe... but some ? just dang awful... I feel irritated with it... I admit its non of my business... and i would never dream of butting in, but it is they who keep poking me, and i get irritated... I am really angry lately... the more i think the angier i get... but i am seriously trying hard...

Something happened this week , having connection to this topic, but it aint gud to blog it now, next time la... I found out long time ago that i really don't want to be one of those hight school sweethearts, i don't want to spend my only high school time looking at that same boring faces... I found out i have out grown my " dream " of having a sweetheart.. All i want was to do what i really want to do.,... My real dream, my real hope was to be successful, that feeling , that thirst for winning, that that thing... its so powerful that it covered all of the nonsense high school girls dream bout, giddy girls want... Some body may say I love you , but to me that is so not love, its not like i totally understand what it is, i just now that iits not it... I am not an anti of love, i admit that everybody has her mr right, the knight in shining armours... i believe that , but i don't believe that now..
Now i believe in success, In hope, in faith, in hardwork, in everything i do is right.. In power, in everything that is good... when i think of boys saying i love you, girls saying i want to be loved, i want a bf, i feel annoyed i feel like shaking her and scream what is wrong with u.. when boys say that, i feel like vomitting.. but when i think that one day i might b this, i might b that, i feel energize , happy and motivated..

so stop it, stop being needy, stop being desperate, i can't butt in ur life like that... but to me i will just look away, i would say nothing... becoz i noe how it felt to b desperate, u feel and look terrible, i hated desperate, i hated needy, i hated when i am that no lie, that's y i would just look away.. so please understand.. please have dignity .

dear leverne...

haha, this is for my dear fren leverne ong.. thank you for that award i appreciate it very very much.. but sadly i m not a gud IT whiz, i dun noe how to tag people into my blog and i'll learn it as soon as possible, but for now this blog will have to do.. thank you very very much, it means a lot



xxxx
Joyce

i miss my drama shoots...hahaha

( nothing but rubbish to spend my friday mornings)

She has lots of friends, all those rich people, of high society....

she herself was loaded... her dad own a few hotels and was in the top ten richest men list. she and her friend always tease the poor...
she never cared for the poor, never given a cent to the beggars on the street.. then one day, she bump with a guy who happens to walk pass her, hahah, and she was in love, but wait he was hotel's handyman.. T>T
but nonetheless, she started dating that handyman of his father...


they like spending time together..

they like to spend their time trying on hand sanitisers.. coz he is a handy man and need to clean his hands... (=.=)

apart from that, they did what the girl likes to do, oddly was admiring shoes.. =.=lll

but her rich , superficial frens don't approve .. they say he got no class...

she got influence by her frens and decided to break up...

they were all tensed up and was thinking long and hard, secretly the girl din want a break up..

the girl held on and said : forget what i said, let's not break ..

the guy said : i m sorry, what is done is done, after one hurt, even the pain is not there, the scar is still a mark... they broke up and walked separate ways...

In the end her father's business was slow and they bankrupted, and she was wandering on the streets and alone, thinking that life is to materialistic, and her so called frens just abandoned her... and she was lonely... T.T

( this are all gibberish , nothing is true... just a story i put together.. ) hahha