every step i take
every move i make
every single day
every time i pray
i'll be missing you
thinking of the day
when you went away
what a life to take
what a bond to break
i'll be missing you

you should let me love you
let me be the one to
give you everything
you want and need
good love and protection
make me your selection
show you the way love's supposed to be

i am in love with you
you set me free
i can't do this thing
called life without you here with me
cos i'm
dangerously in love with you
i'll never leave
just keep loving me
the way i love you loving me

so let's have
one last kiss
one last touch
one last tender moment between us
one last dance
to our first song
while pretending there's nothing wrong

when you left
i lost a part of me
is that so hard to believe
come back baby please
cos we belong together
who am i gona lean on
when times get rough
who's gona talk to me on the phone
till the sun comes up
who's gona take your place
there ain't nobody else
we belong together


keep the culture alive

Saturday, September 18, 2004

im hating school,especially the part where i have to wake up at 5 in the morning.

skipped third lang on mon.have no mood for french anymore.realised i havent uttered a single french word in 3 weeks.not that there's a need for it.

i am loving my uncle so much.he gave me a new adidas backpack in army green.now there's no need for the "fuck you syafiqin"s cos i just like to remind you once in a while,the perks of having an uncle who works for adidas.now to ask him for a new pair of shoes.

tues...oh yeah,something happened at the library,something i cant say.might get me into trouble.those who saw can kindly keep quiet about it because it was no big deal.seriously.it was supposed to be a civilised discussion which turned abit heated,that's all.yep.

skipped 3rd lang again.i am running out of excuses to give mdm faussat but i simply cant be bothered to go lah.i'll just feel lethargic and end up sleeping the whole lesson.which is a waste of 2 hours,don't you think?

like i have anything better to do.

so shar and the gang came to the class and basically made alot of noise.we watched kai jie and a few other people play bookminton or whatever they call it,its good entertainment.

no,ananda,we did not have sex and i am not pregnant.

atiqah and hin left first.i was supposed to help atiqah wit her blog but she n hin disappeared to who knows where.we searched the whole school for the both of them but we couldnt find them so we sat at the canteen to wait for the rain to stop.

me n shar went home in a taxi.

we bumped into my mum.

i make it sound so casual BUT IT WASNT,OBVIOUSLY.

i was w/o my specs right,so i was half-blind.we crossed the road and i saw this malay lady waving at me.i was wondering who the fuck was that so we went closer and realization struck me.

it didnt just strike me,it fucking slapped me in the face!

i was shocked half-dead and all i could say was "fuck" and "shit".

BUT this story has a happy ending.or what qualifies to be one.my mum didnt slaughter me!she just asked a hell lotta questions and that was it.

she better not had tell my dad cos he'll probably send me to some religious school in saudi arabia where i'll be forced to speak arab half the time and having any relationship with a male,no matter how distant,is considered a sin and you'll go straight to hell if you did it.

the mortification.

had higher malay final year just now.i dont want to talk about it.im too traumatised.

actually it wasnt too bad,considering i didnt study any peribahasa at all.not even one.i lost the bloody list,how to study?had the misfortune to sit near some unpleasant distractions.it better not affect my results,all that bad karma floating around.

was really cold in the hall.but i brought my adidas sweater,yes,courtesy of my beloved uncle.don't hate me yet,as long as he's alive and breathing there will be more to come.

i finished the second paper quite early so i was doodling on my hand when assfun walked up from behind and he just stopped and stared at me like i was cutting my fingers to pieces or something.so i pretended to shuffle some papers around and he walked off.

wonder what's his problem.

he's always finding fault with me one way or another nowadays.or maybe its me finding fault with him but my faults are not that big the faults he makes them out to be.

ah.im talking bollocks.

my handphone is so screwed up.it refuses to recharge and it refuses to switch on.i should just throw it into the mrt tracks and let it be run over by the train.stupid phone.

bend it like beckham is a hilarous movie.i know,i very sua ku,just recently watched it.its damn funny.there's this scene where the tailor takes measurements and she measures the girl's bust right,and she said,"dont worry,i'll turn these mosquito bites into juicy,juicy mangoes!"

HAHAHAHA.she is so SICK.

the coach is so hot.of course,he aint as hot as pharrell.

took the cme test,which i think is totally dumb and a waste of time.how does knowing about sarawak culture determine the level of morals i have?what,knowing about it means ive been listening during efl sessions and that proves that i have good morals?wtf??

not surprisingly,i got 54/80 for it.i was just being noble in character and answering the questions honestly [read:wrongly].shockingly,ananda got higher than me.adil got higher than me.kai jie got higher than me.oh my.

the survey was even more stupid.i just put neutral for everything.what kind of question is this??:

"I am proud and happy to be an Andersonian."

what the shit?and the title of the survey is "student morale".
fuck you lah student morale my arse.
there wasnt an option for "fuck-you-this-question-is-ridiculous-i-will-slap-whoever-set-this-survey" so i put neutral.its necessary for survival.

im gona go do my literature online assignment and math worksheets now.then im gona go jump out of the window.

me out~

funkadelic @ 2:07 AM

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[[bienvenue]]
people know me as syafiqin or sLik. i prefer the latter.
my mom gave birth to me on 17th march 1990.
i want to go to LaSalle, but currently sticking it out at anderson.
i live in the north, in a four-room flat, which im calling home for now.
my world revolves around graffiti, music and friends.
addicted to the can.
apologies beforehand, if ive insulted anyone on my blog.


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+faiezah
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+vaness
+shahrul
+priya
+jr
+jen
+karen
+meifen
+gabriel
+sher


SG Hiphop

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+bfc
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+divine aura
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