Dont Speak.



Friday, September 7

im sooo uber pissed off right now, this moment, this sec, this minute.
my younger bro is in P3 this year. my younger sis is in P1 this year.
& the fcuken got a 200 bucks for their bday from my parents.
& i got only a pathetic 100 bucks for my bday this year way back in January.
so now you people tell me, fair or not? IM J.E.A.L.O.U.S
if you think tht its fair, you must be crazy. go get some senses knockd into your headdd! go go go.
they're kids la for god sake. 200 bucks each person?! ridiculous.
what the heck are they gonna do with tht money.
buy toys, toys, toys & more toys. in the end, everythg's chucked aside. darn!
whatever laa eh. irritating monsters!
but still, happy happy bday hafizah & hakim. i dont love you two! hehs. <3

& today, i cleaned up the total tsunami mess from my room. & its uberly clean.
i like i like i like, yay! :D
i cleaned up my wardrobe also. & i realised ive got like many many jeans tops dresses cardigans skirts shorts blaa blaa blaa.

* 5 jeans.
* uncountable tops.
* 6 dresses
* 4 cardigans. (?)
* 3 skirts.
* 3 shorts.

& im here still complaining tht i dont have enough this tht this tht this tht.
talkg abt deprived childhood eh. hmm.

zomg, my room is soo clean alrdy. i cant help it to just to brag on how clean my clean rooom is cause i just cleaned it & its just so clean as in very very clean.
baah, whatever.

anyhoos, susu told me to sign up for this nuffnang thingy.
its a way to blog & then earn money if you have 20 unique visitors per day.
uhmm, yeah. 20. & where the heck are theeeeseeee 20 people gonna come from & visit my blog? i seriously have no ideas. (dash dot dash) -.-
so, go ask your classmates, relatives, aunties, uncles, moms, dads, sisters, brothers to go visit my blog everyday.
then i can earn money. then i will treat you people to a 50 cents macs ice-cream.
aiyerrr, dream on laa hazz!