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i'm so tired of being here.
i'm sometimes compulsive. and sometimes i get crazy i remind myself of cockroaches that ran around, gone berserk, right before earthquakes. something about knowing the impending doom that is about to happen.
eeeeh.
not normal.
so anyways britney's gonna get her own star on the starwalk. phwoar. but get a new stylist, girl. slut look? no no.
a few days ago i realize that i dont really know the words to a lot of raya songs. songs that practically dominate the airwaves ever since i learned to listen. and i dont know them! ha! i guess because i take them for granted. i mean, shig, who studies in the us for, like, 4 years, she knew all the words. because come raya time they will all go crazy and listen to them songs over and over and over again, missing the tanah air. i never had that. i was here all the time, heheh. imagine not being able to have apam balik any time you like. eeeh. not good.
feeling blah these past few days, have you noticed? like, whatever.
i'll stop living in denial from now on. i hope. it's not healthy, you know?
yesterday i watched the AMA awards, and justin won. he was in germany so they had this live feed from where he was. so he won, and he thanked his mom, and dad, and then spread open his arms and said,"and me!" aawghh. so cute.
do this (",). ahh, cute.
i hope this is just a phase (";) (ooooh with dimples!)