Thoughts

"Good music, good book, I think I don't mind. Since my phone is only needed to call my parents."

- Me, trying to make myself positive.

Perfection

Since I moved  to KL, I always say to myself, I wanna be as perfect as that girl, who owned a tons of incredibly expensive toys and barbies, glittery shoes, beautiful dresses and everything since she is a spoil brat but her parents still loves her no  matter what. 

Now, I'm 18 years old girl, my family labelled me as a materialistic girl because I am deadly in love with expensive houses, gadgets, clothing lines, everything. No kidding, I am materialistic.

1. I want a boyfriend who can love me till we get married where both of our parents approves us. People surround will be like "Aww aren't both of them are like the sweetest thing ever?!" 

2. I wanna to be in a nice University, learn and doing stuff I love and apparently I love Biology but I love money too but I really really really really, desperately, love to help people. 

3. I want a huge career where people always look up to me and like "How come I'm not like her?" or "How does she do this and that?" 

4. I want power, because the feeling of having no power over people and events is generally unbearable to us, especially because when we feel helpless we feel miserable. 

5. I want to achieve that moment where whenever I bring my parents to the expensive brands such as LV, Hermes, Chanel, you name it, I can get them anything they desire without hesitate.

But mostly, all I just want is a nice some kind of journey in life, passing thru ups and downs without any problems, with my family members, my best friends and buddies, maybe if possibly with a boyfriend *which will never happen, sigh, fcking forever alone* But I can't because it is hard. If I can achieve that, it will be a perfection and I'll die happily. 

But I am tired. Because I am a teenager.

Hahahahahaziq

2010, PMR

2013, Waiting for SPM results

"Haziq : Najwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Me : Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaziq!

Haziq : Haha Haziq punya lagi panjang!

Me : Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaziq! Now mine lagi panjang!"

Ehem, we text and IM each other like that for almost everytime. Sorry a bit annoying for starter.

His parents decided to call him Haziq Adlin on the 9th February 1995.

I realized I never write anything about him. Look how we've changed! I actually know him through my beloved Tambee, Millaknaknaknaknot *Yes, I love you Tambee* It started from a social network called myspace and then yahoo messenger. The both of us are youtube freaks. So that broke the ice, since we have similar interest weehoo! We love to exchange links and all. But never meet up. Like seriously, we chat for almost every night but NEVER meet up. How sad. We even planned that when we've finished our SPM, we're gonna work together as a Cashier at Parkson. *Never happen, so again, sad*

In form 2, Milla and I had home tuition together. So that is when I met Haziq. But only for few times so like when we chat we were like "Haziq, how many times kita jumpa dah?" and he'll be like "Uhh 3!" Hahaha! In form 3, we started to hangout more often since we decided to have study group at Haziq's house. So yeah, we're close till now hew hew.

Haziq and Milla is like inseparable since they got themselves into the same boarding school. That explain why I now hangout with him more often. Oh, Haziq got this thing, he loves blue colour very very very much. And he doesn't fancy any noodles out there except for his mother's cooking. Yikes. Hahaha. Oh and when it comes to paying stuff, he'll be checking out the receipt for like hours to make sure we've paid our part equally. 

He is a very nice guy although sometimes I don't get his attitude. I love his choice in music but mine is waaaay better. Haha joke joke. *Mine is better* So yeah. I guess that's it. Hihihi. 

New Year

Okay, do ignore my tiny feet. Its a 4, so shut up.

Happy New Year people!

Okay I'm a week late to post this but whatevs. I just got back from Kuching and something already happened for 2013. It ain't ended up pretty well. Dazed and confused, I just wanna live my life like a normal 18 years old teenage girl. Make mistakes, cry or laugh bout it. Learn from it. Make another mistakes.

I can't wait to be continuing my studies. Seriously. Can't wait to be back writing notes, holding pens, make new friends and hoping they can accept the way I am because I've been thru the same situation every time I try make new friends. *They don't really like me for every first impression* That sucks. Hahaha.

I miss my besties very much. I know I just got back from Kuching, but I miss Kuching too. I don't really know what should I do here, in KL. When I'm in Kuching, every time I wake up, people make plans for me. And I just go with the flow. Its kind off pretty cool. I desperately want to start working and get my driving license.

Oh Allah, please make everything goes very well this year for me. Amin.