feels like what?

I feel like i’m on standby. Like i’m a backup plan or sth. :/

hallohallo.

I’m baaaaaaaack!  Lucy’s baaaaaaaaack! Haha!

lullaby.

it felt good, to be able to watch u fall asleep once again.  and i guess, your snoring is my lullaby.  i was able to fall asleep in a jiffy while listening to those snores.  lets get back to the start baby, and spend the rest of our lives cracking each other’s knuckles.  iloveyourasulbaby.

 

xoxo, L.

sixteenth.

oh and i must add.  sixteenth passed by without me actually realizing it till it was almost midnight.  i sent a hate text.  followed by a few hours of intense weeping.  crybaby, nyeh.  i should just stop counting right?  why am i even counting in the first place!?  help.

who’s life?

attachment’s making me all tired and busy nowadaes.  apart from that, i’m not actually quite in the mood to go out and meet friends or socialize, etc.  i’m kinda sick of playing pretend, goofing and laughing around, when i really is not in the mood to.  no offence dear friends, but, i think i kinda need my time alone.

so now, apparently, aku nie dah takde life lah.  i wake up at 5am for work, and by the time i reach home, i’m already too tired to do anything.  i go online, but i’m barely infront of the damned pc.  i snore, instead.  wasting the bills away, by not shutting down the goddamn pc.  mummy’s gonna flip, if she finds out i been doing that the whole time.  i kinda miss going out to the mall and stuffs, but, haha, i’m not quite into it nowadaes.  and the fact that i’m oh so broke.  also, i dont wanna find myself bumping into R, and then go beserk if i see him with a girl or sth.  serious shiet.  i kinda prefer being all alone nowadaes, allowing myself to mourn over R in my own privacy.  worst come to worst, when i really really need a breather, i’ll just go up to mom and let her crack me a joke or two.  i’ll laugh at her, cos she’s as lame as me.  HAHA.

my life’s turning so mundane now, that i dont even have anything to talk bout here(actually).  too ordinary and routined already.  i just posted this post very very randomly, cos i wanted to make it a point to blog at least once a week.  oh darn crap.  and after seeing all those patients in IMH, i figured out i might even end up as one of them one fine day.  yikes!  so, till next week virtualites.  xoxo, L.

 

ps: imy R.

pps:  it was great to hear ibu’s voice.  (:

2200hours.

Dewie was asking me how is it that I can live with this.  I said no, I wasn’t at all.  I must be damn good in playing pretend ey?

 

xoxo, L.

makes me wonder.

sometimes i wonder why some people just cannot keep their fucking mouth shut.  sometimes i wonder why some people have to go around telling other people stuffs and all.  sometimes i wonder why some people can cover their friend’s ass(es) so well but when it comes to others, they just won’t do the same.  sometimes i wonder why some people enjoy making up stories.  sometimes i wonder why some people enjoy poking their noses into other people’s relationship.  sometimes i wonder why boys are better at being busybodies when they shouldnt be one in the first place.  sometimes i wonder if all these people actually know the ugly truth.  sometimes i bet they do.  sometimes i wonder why some people cannot mind their own business.  sometimes i wonder if all these people actually need me (and imaa, since i learnt this from her) to kasi them SATU STONE COLD STUNNER BARU TAU!  sometimes i wonder.  sometimes i wonder.

ps: mellllll, i wasnt referring to u tau.  i swear!

ho ho hohhhhh.

i’ve been gone quite long ey?  my lazy bones just got the best of me.  anywaes, i should just start updating, since i’m feeling suckily bored here at home, on a holidae fridae.  not like i care that it’s christmas or sth, i dont do christmas.

first up, my birthdae.  oh wells, R decided to be the very first person to ruin it, by picking up a fight with me hours before i turn 26.  i don’t really care you see, because i kinda saw it coming.  no, but actually i care.  hehs.  who wouldnt wanna spend her bdae with her boyfriend right?  orang gila je tanak.  tsk.  i is how sad.  ):  later on, as the clock struck midnight, my parents called to sing me a bdae song.  aww, they is how sweet.  come morning, i woke up to an empty house.  what’s new anywaes.  my house’s alwaes this empty.  LOLS.  mummy didnt cook, i was hungry, so i rummaged the fridge, found this marble cake, and decided to have my own celebration in the kitchen.  pathetic, yes i know.  HAHA.  headed off to gramps shortly after, cos the keroncongmakyeh song my stomach’s been playing was annoying the hell outta me.  HAHA.  i swear i was actually feeling kinda down, so, when kidah suggested a party, iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii just said yes.  i surely didnt know what i was doing.  it was all in the name of revenge.  urggh.  i hate being this revengeful.  dragged the beena along, and, to zirca we go.

howells, i did have fun that night.  though most of the times, my mind was too preoccupied thinking of R.  thank you beena for the surprise mudcake, thank you kidah for asking me out, and thank you others for the wells wishes.  (:

two daes later, R decided to ask me out. 

 

i suddenly have no mood to continue updating now, so i’ll leave this hanging here.  till my next update, xoxo, L.

 

ps:  liyan, please come home soon.  there’s so many things i have to tell you, and it’s really really bugging the hell outta me.  i need ur ear, so so badly.  leave london alr.  come home for me!  ):

duude.

cheer up, R.  there’s more to life than presents, you see.  i must say, i was pretty prepared for this.  i saw it coming.  i’m psychic. 

 

xoxo, L.

tbd.

tak boleh decide.  tolong.