Happy birthday yasmeen! tmr ure turning 17.. coolness.. sebagai kakak, aku nasehatkan supaye slalu bahagia n jgn kenang2kan zaman silam. AISEYMAN.... APE JE AKU NIH..

ok, i would here like to express my utmost appreciation to all those whom i have interviewed for my Miss Kum profile story. thank you so so so much. hannah, syahirah, rajab, yasmeen, yusneeta, siti khairunnisa, weiting, bee cheng.. more interviews to come?? hahahaah. thanks for making my article a success!! cheyybahhh. your quotes are suprememely quotable and has made my article nice. thanks a lot for your time from your hectic schedules. owe u guys one here...

i love you guys la... thanks a lot..

2053 hrs
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i cant help it but post these meaningful lyrics up here again untuk kesekian kalinya. hari ini aku terase sekali. yasmeen. ni ko nye pasal la ni.. sebab satu kata yang ku nantikan ini terlalu jenuh aku tunggu? n kenapa macam berat sangat? kenapa sulit sangat? padahal its there, everywhere.

UCAPKANLAH KASIH
SATU KATA YANG KU NANTIKAN
SEBAB KU TAK MAMPU MEMBACA MATAMU
MENDENGAR BISIKMU

Nyanyikanlah kasih senandung kata hatimu
Sebab ku tak sanggup mengartikan getar ini
Sebab ku meragu pada dirimu

Mengapa berat ungkapkan cinta
padahal ia ada
dalam rinai hujan
dalam terang bulan
juga dalam sedu-sedan

Mengapa sulit mengaku cinta
padahal ia terasa
dalam rindu dendam
hening malam
Cinta terasa ada

Mengapa sulit mengaku cinta
padahal ia terasa
dalam rindu dendam
hening malam
Cinta terasa ada

journalism article im kinda scared la. finished it. n im pissed n scared. i hope i can score at least a B. i was like staring at the computer screen most of the time. quotes and structures are alr there. ohmy. ms kum can really be unexpected la. i tot she wld hav many many stories n things to tell, but juz now she was kinda quiet. so unlike her. n so, i became stuck like glue gajah, wat with the fking detox.

my head's swirling. n im feeling awful n nauseous n really weak. i dun like this at all. n i hope i dun start hallucinating. for the past 18 yrs or so, i hav bin eating and this wk, i dun eat anymore. my mum's sad coz shes not used to seeing me not eating. she was like, i cut for u ok a red apple, how about some oats? something PLEASE??? ogosh. this is radical man. dreams are worth chasing for, but the path to chasing them provides a multi-fork, give up? continue? wadeva? it just provides other more tantalising avenues. im this close to quitting. n how i took for granted the food that is provided and given.

i so need retail therapy. i need more clothes and shoes. i feel like crying. im so stressed. i zikir hell a lot as per Zai's instructions. n n n it doesnt seem to work. it works la, mayb for 10-15 mins? then i get all worked up again n sensitive n angry again. there goes my body.. far from detox, im intoxicating with stress poisons.

i need some support system.. i need some morale boost. i need some more love. i cant go on devoid of all these in my war.