My lappie down la...

BRATTY SISTER ATIQAH!

like my concubine LLB used to say... " RAWRRRRRR!!" 

sigh.. using my dad's lappy now. Sigh~ 

oh wel. good days coming soon and i hope good things too..  now i think i have to reformat my lappy.

e v e r y thing. G O N E.  oh wel, positivity shld count for smthg.

so now i got a reason to kill her. 

then you can lay back and rest izzy. :(

Wowie.

Now i understand why ppl sing about sundayss..

Like you hear sumbody singin abt friday, we feel the joy.
Somebody singing abt saturday, we feel the cartoons pouring in.
NOW i know why sunday.

DO you?

Cos eeeeeeeeverrrybody knows izzy have OFF on SUNDAYs. what else.
It was beautiful. And ive really forgotten how to really feel at home.
Sisters were being brats as usual. Ooh what love they show.
And gym was .. satisfying.. oooooo.

OKAY.

OPENING LATER.

sigh.

sunday baby... pls dun go..

so u beeta shut up.

i cant sleep
i slept ard an hr in the evening and thats all it takes. freakin batteries.
damn.

had a big dinner with the family for my parents wedding anniversary
21 years of running with bills, your kids in hand and their future in your head *clap2*
and they do it well.

so well, one of the kids got emself a livejournal. *clap2*

oh well, 1st March was good.
Ran out of the house after no more than an hr. No sleep. Its an off day after 5 shifts.
Hah. Just want to make full use of it all. And lyk hell i really use it.

Went to ICA. DO YOU KNOW, how expensive your passport is. After scraping the idea of getting a new one, i juz cldnt hold on to catch a movie. Its been soo long. Haha. Charlie Wilson's War.

And the hair. Oh god the hair. Couldnt take it. So i trimmed it for a cheap2 price. Yeehaa! Hmm. Dont care how it looks, just as i could breathe. And i could! ANd after that freaking good head massage, i could breathe underwater already. Ahhh~ Thinking of it makes me cuddle.
Err..

I think i shld get my hands on my xbox or smthg. cos you know what kids.

TODAY IS ANOTHER OFF DAY.  ooh mercy.

pfft. will do openings like the whole march.
so u beeta freakin shut up.

It a feeling that came to men when they climb that effing hill and struck that flag they hold so tightly in to the earth
Its when talk became action and action became result.
Its when talk of sweat and blood became something of so much value.
Its when valor, honor and courage became a recipe for a real man.
That feeling struck me on the February of 29th.

No, im not going to war. yet.

We clinch AOP for the store on the mth of Feb.
Small or large, it does not matter. But its the relationship ive gained from my partners who shared my ambitions without another thought. And that respect is something ive seen before. Something i know that ive earned it and that they too of mine.

The journey still unfolds and im in no mood to rest anytime soon. Here i come.

like finally. =)