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Hello all.

Coldplay has peacefully invaded my everyday affair. They're in my laptop, in my phone, in my books and in my head. Chris's voice is very calming. Know that no such lame words would come out of my mouth unless it's very true. He makes me stare at the sky and think about the life I had back in Malaysia. Which is bad in a way because my eyes would mist over and I'd get all emotional and miss people, food, bed and...people.
And I simply hate missing people.

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Last night was spent at Chilli's. With them guys. It was Saddam's birthday (porn for the legal yo. haha.) and there was a candle on top of a chocolate molten cake which was really, really sweet. But the birthday song was scary. Sounded like a military march with all the clapping and stuff.

My grilled chicken sandwhich was so big, even when it was cut in half, that I had to open up really really wide. It was pretty disgusting but no one noticed. And nachos! :))
Oh how I've waited for so long to absorb all of that fat and oil that is Chilli's.

Sufi and I were the only girls there. We were lucky enough to get the chance to observe what boys actually do and say when they get together. Basically the same with what girls do, minus the emotional attachment but lots of lame dirty jokes. We make dirty jokes too, but theirs are lamer and funnier. Some ate with dignity while some just stuffed whatever they had in their plate into their mouths (like me).
Lots of pictures of course, courtesy of Loqman. After the food, we sat around and made fun of people. Sufi was their favorite victim. Lots of things were said and ridiculed and mocked, I can't even remember anymore. But there was that one topic that everyone kept going back to, bontot sape best?
Bontot in skinny jeans lagi best, someone said.

God we were dirty, happy boys and girls. Haha.

:))


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Our results are out today. Frankly I was quite emotionless about mine until I thought about my parents back home. Then I got scared and mad. And after a while I was back at emotionless again.
Now I just don't know.
Except daaaamn these smart people.



Today was our last lecture day by the way. Awwwwnnnoooooooo.
No more grand entrances, those hard on the back and asses benches and randomly looking at people. sighsigh.

Wtf. No more waking up early, hellyeah.

I'm sad and happy.
Why must I always complicate thingss??



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A.N: Well there's a lot of things ppl around me don't realise im capable of doing.
H.H.H: No way you can do that.
A.N: Of course i can.
H.H.H: No way you can control people's level of bullshitness.
A.N: Of course. But u sure can throw 'em away.
H.H.H: You sure there'll be any left?
A.N: Any bullshitters? Or any friends?
H.H.H: Friends.
A.N: Oh yeah sure. Because the people who loves u, they'll never hurt u.
H.H.H: I've heard of those people. Never met any.
A.N: Well if u found them never let go of em.
H.H.H: Will do...so, any more wisdon to impart my brother?












-wabbitz

Current mood: serabut as hell

Listening to: Yellow.