Trying so hard not to laugh when everyone else is dead serious.

i miss the old me, the heartless one.the one who hardly to cry.the trouble maker. the naughtiest in the family.the strongest in the family.

its hard for me to pretend to be everyone's favourite. well , at this moment everything will be change. im not your toy anymore. im gonna be wild than you imagine.

last night in Kota Bharu. hangout with R & N at Hayaki. and i bought him a wrong brand of cigar. sorry man, someone blow my mind. haha~~

i didnt attend to her wedding. i did went for akad nikah but for reception. malas lah. the weird thing is, when i go people talk shit about me and when i did not go people still talking about me.so how? someone can explain to me? so i decide not to attend. you have no right to blame on me, out of sudden you didnt talk to me.what i've done to you? and for your followers, i hate you when you make a fake smile to me.

and that is some reason why i dont like girls. they are so mean. they be friend with you, when they need something or you are the most popular or the hottest one or up-to-date or richest or the prettiest in the group or should i called this BULLSHIT? i dont know what labels are made for? if everyone has a label,what am i? its weird seeing how everyone has a label.