fuck you. fuck you very very very much...

this song is the sex. and syaf, it's not merepek. swear! go listen!she always thinks that my choice of songs are lame. it's really sad coming from your greatest bestest and the most amazing friend in the world. hehe. ;)

funny. today i did 3 parties in a row but there was not even a slight migraine. amazingly true. hilmi was extraordinary crappy today that i just felt like stuffing his dick into his mouth. he kept talking to me in un-guyly way just cause i told him that he gave me the typical newurbanmale-lookalike -worker's face(in simple words, gay) at his first impression. swear have issues with well groomed looking guys. it's disturbing. but he assure me several times that he was straight which i doubt totally just to tick him off further. come on, he made me become his accomplice in attempt to steal a fucking pink pig stuffed toys from the store room? why would i think otherwise?

you know, the good thing about doing birthday parties? is that people recognises you. and im proud and happy about it. cause bascially this few people actually makes an effort to say hello or even smile. for instance, about a month back, i bumped into this chinese man at the macdonald who suddenly approach me and said hi. but of course i went totally blank. how could i recognise every single guest that came? and he had to tell me that he was one of the guest, yadayada. sweet.
and another, a family in the car was smiling and waving at me while i was stoning at the bustop. and i simply stared right back at them without the slightest clue who the fuck they are. until, i saw the sword balloons that we made for every guest sticked out of the window that i realised that they were from the last birthday party that i did. hah. selenge. what's new? but really, i just feel so good. wahh seriously, i know this is really random. (:

excited for the lines up of following week. monday, an hour class and off to national museum with the groupies, no school on tuesday, wednesday and thursday, zoo with the entire course group on wednesday(hoping amy cheng would go) [IN ADDITION: PAY DAY], friday, 2 hours of apel and im done with school. please tell me this is awesome. the good thing about being in a tourism course. a chance off from school due to asian youth game.

i think life's been pretty good. i feel good infact. you know they say, fuck the warriors. no link, i know.
try caramel jelly frapp people. it's fucking addictive.
SWEAR!
and saturday at home with the dad and little sister is surprisingly comforting.
if only it's raining.

Nurul Ain Norazman
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i'm a smooth operator in the daylight
and a dancer in the dark