i bet she doesn't like the sun.
and i dont think you guys are my friends.
with the exception of adam, sarah, maybe vinder and fabian.
and the party?
let's see if i will grace the party with my presence.
look,
i've better things to do.
i'm going to nafa's open house with boyfriend after my danceworks training.
and you guys just wanna get wasted.
please dont drag those who dont wanna lead lives like your sorry little lives.
friends.
you come to this world alone,
you die alone.
i dont see any tickets for your friends to follow you to hell.
balestier hill is a cunt.
and it'll stay that way.
i prefer my team-mates over you guys any fucking day.
with the exception of the 4.
this saturday is for the fine arts
and i don't intend to get wasted.
when we're 25, where will you be?
you can kiss my louboutins.
-anna
20080131
20080130
urgh
irresponsible.
lazy.
stupid.
useless.
lifeless.
sick.
unappreciative.
and now i have a headache.
home fuck home.
-loser
lazy.
stupid.
useless.
lifeless.
sick.
unappreciative.
and now i have a headache.
home fuck home.
-loser
20080128
daddy's girl-scorpions
it is funnier in malay although i only fully understand it in english.
i spent the morning with scorpions
and ended the school day with pantera.
i just completed my international history assignment mindmap thingy.
i can't remember whether i was supposed to do Lebanon or Palestine.
I read Palestine already so i did that.
ahhhhhh lazeeeee sialxzxzxz.
still have a lot of homework to catch up on.
like my maths assignment which is due today.
AND OHMYGOD.
GP! i just remembered!
i shall rush through it tomorrow morning =X
i am very proud of my h2 lit pop quiz result.
(:
i had swensen's with cissy today. again.
the nth time in 2 weeks!
how the heck am i supposed to be flyer for the cheerleading squad if i keep up with this?
okay, that's another issue overcrowding my mind.
what matters tomorrow is that he can pick me up from school and lighten my load.
we have a saturday date after danceworks! YAY!
my parents allowed me to ditch them for him.
if not, we would have to ditch the outing and we would have to hang out with my parents.
why would i want to share my boyfriend with my parents?
hmmm.
i went to the toilet and i came out expecting to see you there waiting for me.
then i remembered you had two years mc. (or so, you said)
so i trudged my way back to sea history.
lungs locked,
anna.
i spent the morning with scorpions
and ended the school day with pantera.
i just completed my international history assignment mindmap thingy.
i can't remember whether i was supposed to do Lebanon or Palestine.
I read Palestine already so i did that.
ahhhhhh lazeeeee sialxzxzxz.
still have a lot of homework to catch up on.
like my maths assignment which is due today.
AND OHMYGOD.
GP! i just remembered!
i shall rush through it tomorrow morning =X
i am very proud of my h2 lit pop quiz result.
(:
i had swensen's with cissy today. again.
the nth time in 2 weeks!
how the heck am i supposed to be flyer for the cheerleading squad if i keep up with this?
okay, that's another issue overcrowding my mind.
what matters tomorrow is that he can pick me up from school and lighten my load.
we have a saturday date after danceworks! YAY!
my parents allowed me to ditch them for him.
if not, we would have to ditch the outing and we would have to hang out with my parents.
why would i want to share my boyfriend with my parents?
hmmm.
i went to the toilet and i came out expecting to see you there waiting for me.
then i remembered you had two years mc. (or so, you said)
so i trudged my way back to sea history.
lungs locked,
anna.
cuteface
dear beautiful,
hear this news..
disoriented i was thinking of how to get it to you,
little did i know that it was so darn easy.
and through that, i want forever to be.
never will i be grey again.
dear beautiful,
hear this melody..
i want forever to be,
never will i be grey again.
will you leave this world with me,
on an eternal quest?
a life for a life.
love for love.
indulge cuteface. heee.
-bf
hear this news..
disoriented i was thinking of how to get it to you,
little did i know that it was so darn easy.
and through that, i want forever to be.
never will i be grey again.
dear beautiful,
hear this melody..
i want forever to be,
never will i be grey again.
will you leave this world with me,
on an eternal quest?
a life for a life.
love for love.
indulge cuteface. heee.
-bf
adakah itu pelamin kita dinda?
bak pepatah yang sering di popularkan kumpulan Alleycats,
"sekuntum mawar merah, sebuah puisi.."
sering selepas babak romantis itu, di luahkan kata-kata yang seindah bulan, sesuci cinta.
hahaha.
wahai manja nan jelita,
dengar sini khabar berita..
memberontak ku hendak memikirkan cara,
tidak ku terfikir, bahawa senangnya membicara.
inginku hidup bersamamu,
tidak akan lagi, ku kelabu.
wahai manja nan jelita,
dengar sini khabar terindah..
inginku hidup bersamamu,
tidak akan lagi, ku kelabu.
sudikah kamu, menemaniku
membina hidup yang baru?
hahahah.
omg la, i just miss you so much.
-love
"sekuntum mawar merah, sebuah puisi.."
sering selepas babak romantis itu, di luahkan kata-kata yang seindah bulan, sesuci cinta.
hahaha.
wahai manja nan jelita,
dengar sini khabar berita..
memberontak ku hendak memikirkan cara,
tidak ku terfikir, bahawa senangnya membicara.
inginku hidup bersamamu,
tidak akan lagi, ku kelabu.
wahai manja nan jelita,
dengar sini khabar terindah..
inginku hidup bersamamu,
tidak akan lagi, ku kelabu.
sudikah kamu, menemaniku
membina hidup yang baru?
hahahah.
omg la, i just miss you so much.
-love
20080125
lather the blood on your hands, vounte
i'm gonna talk about my whole hectic week.
my brain cells are quite busy so i'll talk abt my life in MI
instead of those snippets of stuff i write when high.
monday.
got attacked by a horrible bout of food poisoning.
no, i didn't eat poisoned food.
i was poisoned by iron.
i took a triple dosage of my vitamin pills in the morning and happily had potato salad for breakfast.
seemed like razors were looking for something...
managed to get through school.
started on the garnet board.
tuesday.
school ended at 445 again.
and boyfriend picked me up from school.
i love it when he does that.
an automatic gun.
we had our chocolatesugar fill at westmall before heading home.
wednesday.
had lunch with jwen, rusydi, cissy and boyf.
yeah, he picked me again.
got me donuts and this green plushie thing that now hangs off my phone.
he wanted to see if i would use it.
sighhhhhhhhhhh.
what a dare, boy.
not challenging at all.
danced the afternoon away and went home with more bruises on my knees.
dad picked both boyf and i up.
home.
thursday.
moodless.
ipod.
ipod.
ipod.
i almost died in econs.
a fucking bore.
should have taken h2 chem.
had dance again.
danced the evening away and dad picked me up.
friday. today.
did the garnet board after school.
got some more goodies from the boyfriend.
hung out and had our meditating session.
i'm waiting for the maid to cook my dinner.
dance tomorrow.
lungs locked.
it's in the blood.
it's in the blood.
i met my love before i was born.
he wanted her,
i taste of blood.
he bit my lips and drank my war from years before.
anna loves the one who loves her hate.
and there's only one who loves her hate.
my brain cells are quite busy so i'll talk abt my life in MI
instead of those snippets of stuff i write when high.
monday.
got attacked by a horrible bout of food poisoning.
no, i didn't eat poisoned food.
i was poisoned by iron.
i took a triple dosage of my vitamin pills in the morning and happily had potato salad for breakfast.
seemed like razors were looking for something...
managed to get through school.
started on the garnet board.
tuesday.
school ended at 445 again.
and boyfriend picked me up from school.
i love it when he does that.
an automatic gun.
we had our chocolatesugar fill at westmall before heading home.
wednesday.
had lunch with jwen, rusydi, cissy and boyf.
yeah, he picked me again.
got me donuts and this green plushie thing that now hangs off my phone.
he wanted to see if i would use it.
sighhhhhhhhhhh.
what a dare, boy.
not challenging at all.
danced the afternoon away and went home with more bruises on my knees.
dad picked both boyf and i up.
home.
thursday.
moodless.
ipod.
ipod.
ipod.
i almost died in econs.
a fucking bore.
should have taken h2 chem.
had dance again.
danced the evening away and dad picked me up.
friday. today.
did the garnet board after school.
got some more goodies from the boyfriend.
hung out and had our meditating session.
i'm waiting for the maid to cook my dinner.
dance tomorrow.
lungs locked.
it's in the blood.
it's in the blood.
i met my love before i was born.
he wanted her,
i taste of blood.
he bit my lips and drank my war from years before.
anna loves the one who loves her hate.
and there's only one who loves her hate.
20080124
toomuchartificialpineapplefilling
scientists are fucking useless. im serious. when was the last time they invented something cool? im talking something totally new and interesting that nobody's ever seen before - not just some updated version of existing technology. come to think of it, when was the last time they developed something anyone gave even half a shit about?
and what the hell happened to that big uproar over genetic engineering and cloning and shit? motherfuckers from every corner were crying doom over cloning research a few years back. remember that? where are all the hideous tentacled abominations they were promising us? sinister doppelgangers of important public figures? babies with no skin whose limbs fall off after a couple of weeks?
why arent we being overrun by vicious flesh-eating mutants?
and you just try and tell me that a wave of savage mutant attacks isnt exactly what this world needs. ho on. yeah? well, nuts to you, because that is exactly what this world needs. because, aside from livening things up one hell of a lot, a Mutant Holocaust would finally give people some goddamn perspective.
im resonably sure all those assholes sitting in restaurants throwing tantrums over salad dressing would get their priorities straight pretty damn fast if we had hoards of mutants rampaging through the streets. also, im willing to bet your favorite "Idol" contestant being voted off would start to look fairly fucking inconsequential next to dealing with the prospect of quite possibly having your face torn off by a three-headed carnivorous anteater the size of a small dump truck while on your daily stroll to the corner store to pick up a carton of milk. And i'll fucking guarantee you that nobody would be paying any attention whatsoever to Paris Hilton while they were busy cowering in their basement with a loaded shotgun or frantically nailing their windows shut and setting bear traps on their roof (i imagine some of these mutants would be able to fly). crack me up.
is it too much to ask that someone at the very least create a sixteen-foot-tall human/lobster/crab hybrid monstrosity with forty-three legs, pincers the size of a Harley Davidson motorcycle, the hybrid brain of a pitbull and a serial killer, a two-inch-thick carapace that can repel armor-piercing bullets and, if at all possible, acid for blood?
is that too much to ask?
gosh, im too free.
anyway, surprisingly after all that, i felt a surge of affection..
Im cold and superficial
uninterested and cruel
but know that the only reason
is to hide that I am Love's fool.
i miss my queenie.
girl, wanna run away and search for Eden?
vounte hellforge
and what the hell happened to that big uproar over genetic engineering and cloning and shit? motherfuckers from every corner were crying doom over cloning research a few years back. remember that? where are all the hideous tentacled abominations they were promising us? sinister doppelgangers of important public figures? babies with no skin whose limbs fall off after a couple of weeks?
why arent we being overrun by vicious flesh-eating mutants?
and you just try and tell me that a wave of savage mutant attacks isnt exactly what this world needs. ho on. yeah? well, nuts to you, because that is exactly what this world needs. because, aside from livening things up one hell of a lot, a Mutant Holocaust would finally give people some goddamn perspective.
im resonably sure all those assholes sitting in restaurants throwing tantrums over salad dressing would get their priorities straight pretty damn fast if we had hoards of mutants rampaging through the streets. also, im willing to bet your favorite "Idol" contestant being voted off would start to look fairly fucking inconsequential next to dealing with the prospect of quite possibly having your face torn off by a three-headed carnivorous anteater the size of a small dump truck while on your daily stroll to the corner store to pick up a carton of milk. And i'll fucking guarantee you that nobody would be paying any attention whatsoever to Paris Hilton while they were busy cowering in their basement with a loaded shotgun or frantically nailing their windows shut and setting bear traps on their roof (i imagine some of these mutants would be able to fly). crack me up.
is it too much to ask that someone at the very least create a sixteen-foot-tall human/lobster/crab hybrid monstrosity with forty-three legs, pincers the size of a Harley Davidson motorcycle, the hybrid brain of a pitbull and a serial killer, a two-inch-thick carapace that can repel armor-piercing bullets and, if at all possible, acid for blood?
is that too much to ask?
gosh, im too free.
anyway, surprisingly after all that, i felt a surge of affection..
Im cold and superficial
uninterested and cruel
but know that the only reason
is to hide that I am Love's fool.
i miss my queenie.
girl, wanna run away and search for Eden?
vounte hellforge
still at home
yeah still am.
this is not my life man.
urgh.
watched gf dance yesterday. just watched, thats all.
haha bought her donuts and a chubby plushie.
then i went home.
i can never get used to this life.
might as well crawl through it huh.
6yrs 3mths.
wahai jelita, merangkak la bersama ku.
im off to roll some balls now.
cheri-o.
qam
this is not my life man.
urgh.
watched gf dance yesterday. just watched, thats all.
haha bought her donuts and a chubby plushie.
then i went home.
i can never get used to this life.
might as well crawl through it huh.
6yrs 3mths.
wahai jelita, merangkak la bersama ku.
im off to roll some balls now.
cheri-o.
qam
20080121
it feels like a gun.
like khalid used to sing,
this is my label now.
if you cut out the bad,
then we'll have nothing left.
like i cut out your mouth,
the night i stuffed it all in.
and you lied to the angels,
you said i stabbed you to death,
if we go out the same time,
they'll clean up the mess.
i was really happy that everyone liked it,
although it looked like shit to me.
i'm not saying anything else,
anna.
this is my label now.
if you cut out the bad,
like i cut out your mouth,
the night i stuffed it all in.
and you lied to the angels,
you said i stabbed you to death,
if we go out the same time,
they'll clean up the mess.
i was really happy that everyone liked it,
although it looked like shit to me.
i'm not saying anything else,
anna.
misanthropy
every morning, i see little annoying humans.
advocates of innocence as people may call them. these people are fucking ignorant. humans, look at yourself now. i dare you now to say that you are sinless. these primary school kids are going to grow up and try to understand the word "cool". while that's in progress, they get more fucking irritating.
"eh sial laaaa, yesterday i fucking this thing on my skateboard and guess what?! i think its an OLLIE!!!!"
ok im exaggerating because they're not even cool enough to say the word fuck. truth be told, i wasnt like that when i was their age. slap me if you want (you merciless sinful humans you!), but im telling the truth. go school, act as if you're studying, get home, sleep. done. that was my life. these kids are not acting their age. gosh, im a hypocrite. i guess thats what my parents sees my life as. ok now slap me.
i hate primary school kids.
on a lighter note, im meeting chubby tmr.
girl, i miss you.
qamarul asyraf
advocates of innocence as people may call them. these people are fucking ignorant. humans, look at yourself now. i dare you now to say that you are sinless. these primary school kids are going to grow up and try to understand the word "cool". while that's in progress, they get more fucking irritating.
"eh sial laaaa, yesterday i fucking this thing on my skateboard and guess what?! i think its an OLLIE!!!!"
ok im exaggerating because they're not even cool enough to say the word fuck. truth be told, i wasnt like that when i was their age. slap me if you want (you merciless sinful humans you!), but im telling the truth. go school, act as if you're studying, get home, sleep. done. that was my life. these kids are not acting their age. gosh, im a hypocrite. i guess thats what my parents sees my life as. ok now slap me.
i hate primary school kids.
on a lighter note, im meeting chubby tmr.
girl, i miss you.
qamarul asyraf
20080118
before you sits a broken girl with her fragile pinkish heart in hand.
peculiar how it can hurt so bad while love is only in the mind.
________ sew the gaping chest wound, each thread is made with love.
following your dream is always hard to do but who says you've gotta do it alone?
that will be my undying role.
i fucking hate nafa.
ive never said i was easy to handle,
in fact, i'm pretty difficult.
you have done a fairly excellent job on that.
good one my dear boy.
it seems so that now i've to get a better grade on that.
my ability to harness it is quite horrid.
for that i'm thoroughly sorry.
i went in and out of rage
like lovers slide in and out of rhythm.
it's abit disturbing to note this discord.
but then aren't we the disturbed?
the need to kill transcends temptation.
im sick and in need of blood.
withdrawals haunt me, taunt me, sickly baiting.
my needs can never be undone.
murderous functioning, the animal within me speaks.
nothing but blood could satisfy these carnal needs.
but then what can we do abt it now?
i could never let you go, my darling cold and blue.
the fey.
peculiar how it can hurt so bad while love is only in the mind.
________ sew the gaping chest wound, each thread is made with love.
following your dream is always hard to do but who says you've gotta do it alone?
that will be my undying role.
i fucking hate nafa.
ive never said i was easy to handle,
in fact, i'm pretty difficult.
you have done a fairly excellent job on that.
good one my dear boy.
it seems so that now i've to get a better grade on that.
my ability to harness it is quite horrid.
for that i'm thoroughly sorry.
i went in and out of rage
like lovers slide in and out of rhythm.
it's abit disturbing to note this discord.
but then aren't we the disturbed?
the need to kill transcends temptation.
im sick and in need of blood.
withdrawals haunt me, taunt me, sickly baiting.
my needs can never be undone.
murderous functioning, the animal within me speaks.
nothing but blood could satisfy these carnal needs.
but then what can we do abt it now?
i could never let you go, my darling cold and blue.
the fey.
20080117
if you take out the bad....
boyfriend came to school today
to accompany me during that one hour break between pe and dance.
HOW SWEET!
he came on bicycle.
ahpek!
heeheehee. (:
he surprised me, kinda.
i dialled his number after pe but then i saw him walking up the path!!
yay.
yay.
yay.
super yay.
yay again.
dance was good.
i switched partners cus of my height.
grindcore lol la know.
i'm excited about dance now.
and cheerleading.
okay, im cheery now that's why im so enthusiastic.
but if people are bitchy, they'll do without me!
i have half the school on my black label list.
anyone wanna sign up?
oh i miss my boyfriend.
i've completed reading my malay book.
susuk.
the story was left hanging la!
knnnnnnnnnnn.
2nd malay book ive finished since Pak Belalang.
(boyf gives standing ovation.)
iloveboyfie.
i miss nelly.
and bloody holy fuckress,
I MISS CANOEING!
tmw got DB meeting.
eewl.
my k1raptor still reigns.
catch me if you can,
anna
to accompany me during that one hour break between pe and dance.
HOW SWEET!
he came on bicycle.
ahpek!
heeheehee. (:
he surprised me, kinda.
i dialled his number after pe but then i saw him walking up the path!!
yay.
yay.
yay.
super yay.
yay again.
dance was good.
i switched partners cus of my height.
grindcore lol la know.
i'm excited about dance now.
and cheerleading.
okay, im cheery now that's why im so enthusiastic.
but if people are bitchy, they'll do without me!
i have half the school on my black label list.
anyone wanna sign up?
oh i miss my boyfriend.
i've completed reading my malay book.
susuk.
the story was left hanging la!
knnnnnnnnnnn.
2nd malay book ive finished since Pak Belalang.
(boyf gives standing ovation.)
iloveboyfie.
i miss nelly.
and bloody holy fuckress,
I MISS CANOEING!
tmw got DB meeting.
eewl.
my k1raptor still reigns.
catch me if you can,
anna
Dust
2 seconds after typing that title, i find it weird that i used a capital letter for the word "dust".
dust is insignificant. you "dust it off" everyday. you dont "dust it on".
that'd be a good thing seeing what ive been experiencing at home.
oh well.
school's a bitch huh baby?
ignore those bitches.
just dont ignore me as well.
love,
bf
dust is insignificant. you "dust it off" everyday. you dont "dust it on".
that'd be a good thing seeing what ive been experiencing at home.
oh well.
school's a bitch huh baby?
ignore those bitches.
just dont ignore me as well.
love,
bf
20080116
too much homework makes anna a very demented child.
humans like to say that
caramel frappe is the sex or,
____shitsceneband____ is the sex or,
that fucken new gucci is the sex.
you cant have sex with a starbucks frappe, just the male starbucks barista.
you cant have sex with the band because of all the groupies, (please take a queue number)
and you definitely cant have sex with that new gucci especially when the tag says "pig lining".
it's like having carnal relations with that damned babi?
silly humans.
for me,
my boyfriend is my sex.
end.
catch me if you can,
anna
caramel frappe is the sex or,
____shitsceneband____ is the sex or,
that fucken new gucci is the sex.
you cant have sex with a starbucks frappe, just the male starbucks barista.
you cant have sex with the band because of all the groupies, (please take a queue number)
and you definitely cant have sex with that new gucci especially when the tag says "pig lining".
it's like having carnal relations with that damned babi?
silly humans.
for me,
my boyfriend is my sex.
end.
catch me if you can,
anna
assalammualaikum
crash bammm boom blamm splahhh krraaanngggg!!!
muahahahaha. im the best boyfriend in the world.
you motherfuckers will not stand to ponder in my reign.
she is mine and motherfucking mine only.
whatever has happened, has happened.
i cannot fucking change history.
and i swear nothing has changed for me.
i fucking got what you have been dying for from her.
and im not in the least bragging about that.
how can love be made out of pure fucking crimson lust?!
*middle finger* take that you uncle/father/motherfucker.
hell would be an arcade for you. die and go there pls.
you motherfucking exploited this basket of sunshine, asshole.
FUCK YOU MAN.
you are as human as it gets. beasts look like butterflies next to you.
fucking be gay man, you'll get it so damn easy.
motherfucker. literally man.
then i thought i was the first...
i am thy ruler.
*takes gf away, locks the door and eat nice, spicy, blistering hotdog buns..
-qamarul asyraf
muahahahaha. im the best boyfriend in the world.
you motherfuckers will not stand to ponder in my reign.
she is mine and motherfucking mine only.
whatever has happened, has happened.
i cannot fucking change history.
and i swear nothing has changed for me.
i fucking got what you have been dying for from her.
and im not in the least bragging about that.
how can love be made out of pure fucking crimson lust?!
*middle finger* take that you uncle/father/motherfucker.
hell would be an arcade for you. die and go there pls.
you motherfucking exploited this basket of sunshine, asshole.
FUCK YOU MAN.
you are as human as it gets. beasts look like butterflies next to you.
fucking be gay man, you'll get it so damn easy.
motherfucker. literally man.
then i thought i was the first...
i am thy ruler.
*takes gf away, locks the door and eat nice, spicy, blistering hotdog buns..
-qamarul asyraf
20080115
you know you're everything to me
iloveyounurdiyanah.
thats so typical. haha.
baby, look further.
i really do.
-love
thats so typical. haha.
baby, look further.
i really do.
-love
40 seconds wasted
Read this outloud and if you mess up start over, since it wont make sense.
This is this cat
This is is cat
This is how cat
This is to cat
This is keep cat
This is a cat
This is moron cat
This is busy cat
This is for cat
This is forty cat
This is seconds cat
Now go back and read the THIRD word in each sentence from the top.
qamarul asyraf
This is this cat
This is is cat
This is how cat
This is to cat
This is keep cat
This is a cat
This is moron cat
This is busy cat
This is for cat
This is forty cat
This is seconds cat
Now go back and read the THIRD word in each sentence from the top.
qamarul asyraf
what if?
what if the word 'human' is just a term used to proclaim superiority over another species?
maybe birds call themselves "humans" and call us "birds". birds (as we call them) rule the sky. we humans (as we proclaim we are) fly on planes and helicopters. this is scrap man.
you dont understand this? neither do i.
muahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
qamarul asyraf
maybe birds call themselves "humans" and call us "birds". birds (as we call them) rule the sky. we humans (as we proclaim we are) fly on planes and helicopters. this is scrap man.
you dont understand this? neither do i.
muahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
qamarul asyraf
angst
you need a fucking slap to the face man!
no i dont..
yes, you do. loser face.
fuck you. shut up.
you're pathetic, weak. cant even stand up to an obvious situation. what are you made of?!
blood and love.
and that makes you strong?! if you're made of all that, why arent you strong? pathetic.
i believe i can survive with this.
PROVE IT YOU MOTHERFUCKER.
i already did.
oh really? and why cant you defeat the old beast? too strong for it?
i.... i dunno. maybe i am the beast...
darling, you need to kill the voice.
painter/inker/lover
no i dont..
yes, you do. loser face.
fuck you. shut up.
you're pathetic, weak. cant even stand up to an obvious situation. what are you made of?!
blood and love.
and that makes you strong?! if you're made of all that, why arent you strong? pathetic.
i believe i can survive with this.
PROVE IT YOU MOTHERFUCKER.
i already did.
oh really? and why cant you defeat the old beast? too strong for it?
i.... i dunno. maybe i am the beast...
darling, you need to kill the voice.
painter/inker/lover
270 days
one day, guy meets girl. it was a sunny day...
9 months is nothing compared to what we're heading for.
but hey, it was a helluva ride.
we represented evolution.
we revolutionised love.
we degraded lust.
we clandestinely went through everything.
and death shall not do us part.
through death, we soar.
iloveyou.
it was a sunny day..
en su corazón,
su marido
9 months is nothing compared to what we're heading for.
but hey, it was a helluva ride.
we represented evolution.
we revolutionised love.
we degraded lust.
we clandestinely went through everything.
and death shall not do us part.
through death, we soar.
iloveyou.
it was a sunny day..
en su corazón,
su marido
Language Is Fool's End
there you are in school.
here i am at home.
misery is complex.
i just need to understand.
"Studies have shown that mental scans of those in love show a striking resemblance to those with a mental illness. Love creates activity in the same area of the brain that hunger, thirst, and drug cravings create activity in. New love, therefore, could possibly be more physical than emotional (though drawing a clear line between physical and emotional is difficult when discussing the brain)..."
voice: dude, you're a mess... you're insane..
me: i know. shut up.
i need to clean myself up.
-the boyfriend
here i am at home.
misery is complex.
i just need to understand.
"Studies have shown that mental scans of those in love show a striking resemblance to those with a mental illness. Love creates activity in the same area of the brain that hunger, thirst, and drug cravings create activity in. New love, therefore, could possibly be more physical than emotional (though drawing a clear line between physical and emotional is difficult when discussing the brain)..."
voice: dude, you're a mess... you're insane..
me: i know. shut up.
i need to clean myself up.
-the boyfriend
20080114
kalmah + TBDM = my two BFFAEAE
i wanted to post about some political issues regarding Iran and the Bush Administration but then i'm too mentally exhausted.
i just did a very pathetic essay outline for SEA history via MI link.
MI is going to have a DB meeting on Friday.
fucking suckers, get your star 1 first okay?
i'm a canoeist; stop licking my boots.
sometimes people are so fucking self-centred, like the whole fucking world revolves around them.
like read my middle finger please.
i'm tired of being nice.
i didnt do anything to you.
did you have a fucked childhood?
it's not their fault.
i think youre a very fucked child.
suck your own dick.
ivan lim is a good teacher.
i foresee progress in my unseen poetry.
it's good being busy.
the radio told me to stay
(as it burnt down)
i will miss you for the rest of my life
and my life is with you
and my death waits for me
and i will still love you
endlessly.
so spoke misery,
the fey and delicate child.
i just did a very pathetic essay outline for SEA history via MI link.
MI is going to have a DB meeting on Friday.
fucking suckers, get your star 1 first okay?
i'm a canoeist; stop licking my boots.
sometimes people are so fucking self-centred, like the whole fucking world revolves around them.
like read my middle finger please.
i'm tired of being nice.
i didnt do anything to you.
did you have a fucked childhood?
it's not their fault.
i think youre a very fucked child.
suck your own dick.
ivan lim is a good teacher.
i foresee progress in my unseen poetry.
it's good being busy.
the radio told me to stay
(as it burnt down)
i will miss you for the rest of my life
and my life is with you
and my death waits for me
and i will still love you
endlessly.
so spoke misery,
the fey and delicate child.
addict
The rush, the rise, the high, the fall. It's all held, held within one simple addiction.
Potent as any drug.
Sharp, beautiful, soothing.
addiction.
im in cold turkey.
vounte
Potent as any drug.
Sharp, beautiful, soothing.
addiction.
im in cold turkey.
vounte
20080111
i tried biting my fingers but they wouldn't come off,
you blunt my fangs and i am sedated.
he came to school during my first break on monday and brought me breakfast.
and stayed throughout.
so after my second break, i skipped the rest of school to hang out with him before dance.
(:
im so tired.
school and dance.
sighhhh.
damn i really miss canoeing.
nevermind my injured knee.
today's nafa day.
tomorrow's our day.
dance, dance.
anne
you blunt my fangs and i am sedated.
he came to school during my first break on monday and brought me breakfast.
and stayed throughout.
so after my second break, i skipped the rest of school to hang out with him before dance.
(:
im so tired.
school and dance.
sighhhh.
damn i really miss canoeing.
nevermind my injured knee.
today's nafa day.
tomorrow's our day.
dance, dance.
anne
20080109
how
im becoming a mess. ive never been this vulnerable or fragile.
girl, how did you do this to me?
how?
-your boyfriend
girl, how did you do this to me?
how?
-your boyfriend
dejavu
lust
lust
lust..
boom.
WHATTHEFUCK?!
we ran. ran for life. but life held nothing.
we ran for nothing.
killing device: chopper
motive: ?!?!
we were trapped. we were running. we were running. we were fucking running.
you let go of me. we continued running. without each other.
it went on for weeks. i had to survive on the burning desire to see you again.
never ever let go of me again.
dont leave me, i need you.
-painter/inker
lust
lust..
boom.
WHATTHEFUCK?!
we ran. ran for life. but life held nothing.
we ran for nothing.
killing device: chopper
motive: ?!?!
we were trapped. we were running. we were running. we were fucking running.
you let go of me. we continued running. without each other.
it went on for weeks. i had to survive on the burning desire to see you again.
never ever let go of me again.
dont leave me, i need you.
-painter/inker
20080108
dance dance
girl, you do it fiiiinnneeeeee.
you tied strings to me eyes love.
back, front, right, left..
you have me there.
but stupid la, i had to slap myself when i went home alone.
DOINK.
anyways, NAFA registration starts tmr. NAFA... sounds pro. lolxz.
i have a fucking bad sore throat. strepsils then.
home's a bitch. im ranting again. will stop now..
small boy misses girl's hand. hehxz.
vounte misses sh'tara.
anak hosri.
you tied strings to me eyes love.
back, front, right, left..
you have me there.
but stupid la, i had to slap myself when i went home alone.
DOINK.
anyways, NAFA registration starts tmr. NAFA... sounds pro. lolxz.
i have a fucking bad sore throat. strepsils then.
home's a bitch. im ranting again. will stop now..
small boy misses girl's hand. hehxz.
vounte misses sh'tara.
anak hosri.
20080106
dont mind me i killed your.
i am fucking pissed.
not only am i fucking pissed now,
i was motherfucking pissed two hours ago.
i was also pissed yesterday.
like fucking pissed, oh please.
and you know what?
i had dance yesterday.
dance does not piss me off,
although some people in dance annoy me.
i get to be a fucking ballerina for dance.
yes.
hurray for school and dance practices.**
if you could coddle the infection then i'll amputate at once.
anna
not only am i fucking pissed now,
i was motherfucking pissed two hours ago.
i was also pissed yesterday.
like fucking pissed, oh please.
and you know what?
i had dance yesterday.
dance does not piss me off,
although some people in dance annoy me.
i get to be a fucking ballerina for dance.
yes.
hurray for school and dance practices.**
if you could coddle the infection then i'll amputate at once.
anna
20080105
and i say hey, HEY!!
girl, i miss you.
i havent been eating for quite some time.
im a zombie.
my eyes are gaunt.
my arms are skinny (dont worry i can still carry you).
i feel weak.
all that when you're not here.
sigh.
ti amo.
Qamarul Asyraf
i havent been eating for quite some time.
im a zombie.
my eyes are gaunt.
my arms are skinny (dont worry i can still carry you).
i feel weak.
all that when you're not here.
sigh.
ti amo.
Qamarul Asyraf
20080104
im a fucking hypocrite
Yo, whaddup?
Who the fuck are you?
Same as you
Meaning?
We both are plain lines of text, doh'
Oh, nice font you have there
Thanks, your text alignment ain't that bad either
10.2 verdana with dual page hard returns, you know, the usual
Oh yeah, mine is 11.2 though
Woah thats huge
Yeah I know, I'm a ascii babe magnet
No shit
Yeah, just yesterday I was in a romantic poem with Roman sans serif
And the author 'accidently' forgot to leave space between us
Oh you lucky bitch
Haha, you can call me that alright.
But dude, you know what?
What?
Roman sans serif is a 'paid' font
WTF!!!!
Yeah, all of $ 10
Thats why I ain't going nowhere near her
Oh did you use protection?
Oh no man, you know how them Roman chicks are... they pounce on you and shit, and before you know your alphabets are intermingling with them
Hmm, dude, I'm not sure about this... you should have used protection
Oh, now what happens?
o hh m gdo oh my
Dude you are alright?
my wor dss seemm ttoo be dddiiiss aappeearrin
wkmllaljalf545g4sd42dd9779sdg0\@$$$!!
Dude!!
Dude!!!!!
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Moral: This was a text representation of what can happen to people who have unprotected sex. Practice safe sex. Or better still remain a virgin.
baby, i was just thinking of us.
vounte hellforge.
Who the fuck are you?
Same as you
Meaning?
We both are plain lines of text, doh'
Oh, nice font you have there
Thanks, your text alignment ain't that bad either
10.2 verdana with dual page hard returns, you know, the usual
Oh yeah, mine is 11.2 though
Woah thats huge
Yeah I know, I'm a ascii babe magnet
No shit
Yeah, just yesterday I was in a romantic poem with Roman sans serif
And the author 'accidently' forgot to leave space between us
Oh you lucky bitch
Haha, you can call me that alright.
But dude, you know what?
What?
Roman sans serif is a 'paid' font
WTF!!!!
Yeah, all of $ 10
Thats why I ain't going nowhere near her
Oh did you use protection?
Oh no man, you know how them Roman chicks are... they pounce on you and shit, and before you know your alphabets are intermingling with them
Hmm, dude, I'm not sure about this... you should have used protection
Oh, now what happens?
o hh m gdo oh my
Dude you are alright?
my wor dss seemm ttoo be dddiiiss aappeearrin
wkmllaljalf545g4sd42dd9779sdg0\@$$$!!
Dude!!
Dude!!!!!
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Moral: This was a text representation of what can happen to people who have unprotected sex. Practice safe sex. Or better still remain a virgin.
baby, i was just thinking of us.
vounte hellforge.
mushed
Love is when you discover there is more to life to silence.
Love is when you discover there is more to existence than stillness.
Love is when you discover there is more to living than simply being.
Love is when your eyes are opened.
And yet...
Love is when you discover that silence is more powerful than words.
Love is when you discover the joy of stillness.
Love is when you discover that living yields no greater joy nor deeper peace than the moment when two become one at the simplest level of being, as breathing synchronizes and heartbeats converse in a tongue uncharted.
And as her cheek rests against yours, your eyes softly close.
qamarul asyraf
Love is when you discover there is more to existence than stillness.
Love is when you discover there is more to living than simply being.
Love is when your eyes are opened.
And yet...
Love is when you discover that silence is more powerful than words.
Love is when you discover the joy of stillness.
Love is when you discover that living yields no greater joy nor deeper peace than the moment when two become one at the simplest level of being, as breathing synchronizes and heartbeats converse in a tongue uncharted.
And as her cheek rests against yours, your eyes softly close.
qamarul asyraf
brain dead, heart strong
i once told my mother i would like to paint for a living. she ignored me and turned away. so, i continued painting but always unfinished. the ideas that were so throughly formed in my brain would melt away and i would be left with fragments. eventually, the fragments also faded, and i came up with new ideas. this happened everyday. there were too many ideas, i decided. it felt as if my brain was a messy house, crowded with boxes, littered with paper. but then again i thought, it wasnt ideas. it was something more. and it wasnt coming from the brain.
it was my heart.
a perpetual feeling.
you.
disappointment.
again, qamarul.
it was my heart.
a perpetual feeling.
you.
disappointment.
again, qamarul.
im fine
i'll be fine.
i always end up fine.
im fine now.
very fine.
see?
i always fucking end up fine..
qamarul asyraf b hosri
i always end up fine.
im fine now.
very fine.
see?
i always fucking end up fine..
qamarul asyraf b hosri
20080103
will you marry me?
i'll be a good husband.
i'll cook, i'll do ALL the chores.
iron the clothes, sweep the floor
kill the toads, varnish the door.
i'll work, i'll do ALL the assignments.
mark the papers, scold the bitches
cane the slackers, gain the riches.
i'll love, i'll love with ALL my heart.
mosh to live, mosh to die
mosh to life, mosh to death.
through death, through death
i will love.
im sick of my life.
now give me new life.
will you marry me?
love,
thy heart's inhabitant
i'll cook, i'll do ALL the chores.
iron the clothes, sweep the floor
kill the toads, varnish the door.
i'll work, i'll do ALL the assignments.
mark the papers, scold the bitches
cane the slackers, gain the riches.
i'll love, i'll love with ALL my heart.
mosh to live, mosh to die
mosh to life, mosh to death.
through death, through death
i will love.
im sick of my life.
now give me new life.
will you marry me?
love,
thy heart's inhabitant
enigma
wake up at 6
send sis to school
call gf
get back home
eat breakfast
and bear the whole day
its very complex. i cannot ever get use to this. fuck.
ireallyfuckingmissyou.
stupid fucking 2008, where's 2007 when i need it?!
all these new things we're not experiencing together.
falsafah kasih berpanjangan: selalu saling memahami
ahhh yes, of course i understand.
its just love.
to the heavens i will take you,
Vounte Hellforge
send sis to school
call gf
get back home
eat breakfast
and bear the whole day
its very complex. i cannot ever get use to this. fuck.
ireallyfuckingmissyou.
stupid fucking 2008, where's 2007 when i need it?!
all these new things we're not experiencing together.
falsafah kasih berpanjangan: selalu saling memahami
ahhh yes, of course i understand.
its just love.
to the heavens i will take you,
Vounte Hellforge
20080102
i hate you fucking cokehead sluts, all of you...
if i don't talk to you,
leave me alone.
today's the first day of school.
my hair was messy cus of my bangs so i wore my white headband.
but no, the principal said cannot,
so my bangs fell across my face like a curtain.
what are you going to make me do about it?
cut it?
fucking no way and go to fucking hell.
last year, i dyed my hair red in the middle of the school term.
this year, maybe i'll try copper like in secfour.
i thought cissy and i passed the skirt test.
but ms j said they were too short.
do we look like we care?
hell fucking no.
school's so horribly weird right now.
you put three people who always have their opinions to voice,
one who is attached to her phone,
the other just walking through
and the last, who doesn't give a fuck about "friends".
guess what you get?
a really awkward clique.
it's okay, they're all okay.
but no rapport.
fuckfuckfuck
my partner in school was my boyfriend,
now that he has switched his plans,
i intend to be alone.
cissy knows i can't stand overcrowding.
so fuck off people!!!
i'm in a really bad mood,
fucking pms i think.
nah, i'm being my usual self.
i guess i can still look rusydi up in school...
my holiday hw is still not completed.
nice one la.
if i don't talk to you,
leave me alone.
anna.
leave me alone.
today's the first day of school.
my hair was messy cus of my bangs so i wore my white headband.
but no, the principal said cannot,
so my bangs fell across my face like a curtain.
what are you going to make me do about it?
cut it?
fucking no way and go to fucking hell.
last year, i dyed my hair red in the middle of the school term.
this year, maybe i'll try copper like in secfour.
i thought cissy and i passed the skirt test.
but ms j said they were too short.
do we look like we care?
hell fucking no.
school's so horribly weird right now.
you put three people who always have their opinions to voice,
one who is attached to her phone,
the other just walking through
and the last, who doesn't give a fuck about "friends".
guess what you get?
a really awkward clique.
it's okay, they're all okay.
but no rapport.
fuckfuckfuck
my partner in school was my boyfriend,
now that he has switched his plans,
i intend to be alone.
cissy knows i can't stand overcrowding.
so fuck off people!!!
i'm in a really bad mood,
fucking pms i think.
nah, i'm being my usual self.
i guess i can still look rusydi up in school...
my holiday hw is still not completed.
nice one la.
if i don't talk to you,
leave me alone.
anna.
2008
"eh sial la! 2008 already?!"
nice reaction huh. i didnt realise. well, everyone seems to be talking about fucked up resolutions (that they would never achieve) and how great/bad 2007 seems to be. i'll spare you guys that indulgence.
but here's a contradiction, 2007's the best year of my life.
i need a job. stoning at home kills me faster.
i miss you badly. study hard in school.
and a sucky new year to everyone.
-Qamarul Asyraf
nice reaction huh. i didnt realise. well, everyone seems to be talking about fucked up resolutions (that they would never achieve) and how great/bad 2007 seems to be. i'll spare you guys that indulgence.
but here's a contradiction, 2007's the best year of my life.
i need a job. stoning at home kills me faster.
i miss you badly. study hard in school.
and a sucky new year to everyone.
-Qamarul Asyraf
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