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RAISIN IN THE SUN
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groundbreakingly natural.


FELLOW MEATBALLS
cooked up in a pot.
Nissy Atikah Fizah Liza Nabz Berds Susu


REMINISCE
my faded mistakes.
  • November 2008
  • December 2008
  • January 2009
  • February 2009
  • March 2009
  • April 2009
  • May 2009
  • June 2009
  • July 2009
  • August 2009
  • September 2009
  • October 2009
  • November 2009
  • January 2010
  • February 2010
  • September 2010


  • CREDITS
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    Apple Crumble.
    Date / Time : Wednesday, May 20, 2009 / 1:46 PM
    What are you going to do with the rest of your life?!



    I've been so rigid on my views on how things should be in my life and how they are (not) going, I left myself unprepared for "what if". It's as though I've kept my life on hold, waiting for my future to fall into my lap.





    School has always been an eternal pain plus, I can't grab hold of lessons these days. Too excruciating. Definitely this year has not prepared me for what's big ahead to come. Probably brain-dead; as quadrillions of molecules in-waiting to penetrate into my mind and which is first on the list to think, is apparently another issue. I feel i'm at my worst. Not to mention, harbouring more pits of zits and open pores. Eww. Sometimes, i came to class being so so clueless, I wanted to cry. If you haven't faced Java, Networking, IT security, etc.., u haven't face anything yet. It's that impossible! I feel like a binary code, feeling all-troublesome to decode, but of course, still can.

    Now, desperately i'm gasping for air (and strength). I reckon myself spending lesser and lesser time in school to eventually OWN A LIFE. I was wide-eyes at 3.30 in the morning and couldn't bat an eyelid ever since. I was way too busy worrying about something out of the blue to plunge in an attempt of sleeping back. Finally, my energy's defused not until 8am. *Sigh And of course, not rested enuff. Still hungry for a booster and prayer.

    Oh well, Saturday would be another day. Hopefully.


    Come back home soon my dear. Life's no substance without you. Ask Tanjung Pinang to release you this instant.