Alia's

it's the one song we tried to ignore every single time it's being played yet you don't have the guts to delete it. coward! i'm hurt. again. and again. and again. when will it stop? when will it end? i have no idea where my feelings will lead but one thing for sure, you..... never left. i prayed. i tried. i did what i have to do to get you out of my system but it seems like none of it works. my mind, heart, concious keep on wondering around you and only you. man it sucks. i don't want this anymore. i don't want any of this to happen yet it's still there. hurting me. torturing me. in a way that none would understand. i can't help myself but to let out little tears when thinking about you. good luck dude. good luck taking care of your daughter if she's going thru the same phase as i did. thanks to you.

the moment when nothing seems right and your heart is heavier than ever.. it sucks! everything seems dull, full with frustration and you just wanna urghhh stab someone or throw a brick at their pretty face. even shah alam is feeling the same way as i am. it's been raining since 2pm and the sky is dark. it's like all the happiness had been sucked out today. yeay, i might laugh and smile. but deep down when i'm sitting in my own partition the good mood gone. puff. leave me hanging with the misery of designing. i guess the evil is here. right in my cubicle. on my chair where i sit and writing this silly thing. silly. stupid. yeah. everything seems either retarded or just simply to gay to function. i need food. chocolate. sweet treats. good, scrumptious, delicious food. anything would do. the sad thing is when i unzip my purse all i can see is....nothing... where the hell is your money alia nasharuddin??! *sigh*. i got no money and i have no guts to ask ayah for some. he...