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, April 02, 2005

internet has been restored! yay!

survived drama two days in a row. really, i have no idea how i do it. actually i daresay its getting slightly better because mrs k isnt expecting anymore from the sets so all that's left for us to do is basically nothing. so we just lounge around and entertain ourselves.

i really pity the cast because jeffrey is such a moronic pig. they have to put up with his stupidity. not only is he physically fat, but the fat must have gone to his head or something because he is so fucking dense. no offence to the horizontally-challenged but jeffrey is truly an arse.

drama on saturday was extremely boring. ain and husna were dragged off by mrs lee to help with costumes. i was left all by myself. willingly lah. no way am i gona climb up to the art room and rummage around all that dust. who knows what might jump out.

got another telling off from mrs k. ain especially. why? because her slippers shine! that part was so hilarious.she wasn't supposed to wear slippers anyhow. but what does she care right.

went to orchard after that. ain wanted to go to this bag fair at meritus mandarin hotel. so we went there but we couldn't find the damn fair! we went up the 8th floor at the south tower but all we could find were empty rooms. it was so claustrophobic though, caused me to have a headache.

we went into the toilet, which was like whoa. changed into my pinafore because i felt " unsafe " in my pe tee. oh yaaahhh, how could i forget?

there was this chee ko pek on the train when we were going to orchard. this middle-aged man was sitting down and we were standing at the pole. suddenly he starts staring at ain and he smiled at her! i didn't realise because my back was facing him, but ain asked me to shift as to block the guy's view of her.

omygod what a lecherous freak!

i hope he gets raped by a sex-crazed goat, then has his testicles ripped off and chopped up and he himself gets thrown off a cliff.

no wait. i'll rip his testicles off myself, preserve them in a glass jar, then wave it in his face saying, " i got balls! you don't! HAHAHA!!! "

pervertic asshole.

then we went off to eat at sakura. ain was disappointed about the bag fair thing but like i told her, it just wasn't meant to be. walked around far east because ain decided that if she wasn't gona get a bag, she'll get shoes instead! she is one neurotic girl. me and husna get dragged around by her alot, especially when she decides she has to get something or she'll just die.

she got her shoes anyway. then we ate ice-cream at macs, then went home.

skipped madrasah today by faking diarrhoea. didn't want to go because we are going sembawang park, in tudungs and everything. dahell?? i duno what they're doing there but its raining right now so i can just imagine.

getting my specs tomorrow! i cant bloody wait.

im so in love with akon's lonely. its such a pathetic but nice song. and his voice makes the whole thing sound so sad. and the chorus is so cute!

lonelyyy..i am so lonelyy..i have nobodyyyy..for my ownnnn...

sorry. anyways. that should be the official bachelor-above-35-but-still-not-getting-any song!

they can always drop by geylang.

i have one gripe about having short hair. my hair looks like a black marshmallow when i wake up! so fugly. it just puffs up like a chicken and i frighten myself when i look in the mirror at 5 in the morning. but somehow it seems like ive been having short hair since forever. i can't remember how it feels like to have long hair, neither can i remember how i look like when i had long hair!

feeling hungry.


funkadelic @ 10:58 PM

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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.
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