Thursday, February 5, 2009

hear hear.

I honestly don't know what got stuck up these people's asses lately and I hardly care, but little birdies all around keep bringing me news of their annoying little 'mission'. Mission of total stupidness that stank of power struggle, with big fat greedy little fingerprints all over.
If we did something wrong, our faces is the place you tell it to, not someone else's. If we stepped on anyone's toes, come at us with a steak knife of vengeance. If we broke any rules, spank us.
I can actually understand how all of this works with people like them. The power and control, the abnormal need to correct people, telling people off and seriously I think it's a noble cause, but don't come through the back door. Because once you do that, my respect for you goes out the window.


And I don't appreciate how you single people out like they're sheeps. Or gummi bears you're about to eat. There's an acceptable way to tell people off you know. Read a book about it. Heck, grow a brain.


Politic's a bitch.

I'm going to ignore all of this, like I always do, and with elegance might I add, but if they start to get dirty on my turf I swear I'll get mean.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY K. Nisa
Love you like my own sister. :)
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When the exams start to get depressingly near, fate decides to be convenient and short circuit our house. I study by the light of cheap candles now. I'm actually kept awake at night by fear. Fear of the dark and finals.
It's like clowns and snakes and a date with Chuck Bass, all piled up.
Squirmish tummy, be steady.


Blackouts are becoming a regular affair in our house. It's so messed up, it's not funny. And the pakcik is lambat as usual. I'm not even bothered to feel irritated.



But kudos to rumah sebelah for being a good neighbour. :)



Mommie, the dark suffocates me and your expectation of me is scary.
Make it go away, where's Daddy?
:(

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My way of growing up made me rude and I'm glad for it. But trust me when I say I'm a soft, gooey soul inside. Came with the package, I dare say.



I'd like to think the hot chocolate guy made this especially for me.
I also like to stare at it,
since I'm naturally attracted to sweet things.
Like puppies and hearts in a cup.

-Ika.

Current mood: messy and stinky
Listening to: Linger.

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