Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Bored. Broke. Bothered.
I'm friggin' bored rite now. Juz wanna go out sumwhere. No, I can't for I'm rite now a
'pennyless' &
'companyless' soul. These 2 conditions juz freaks me out. I'm restricted yet able 2 go out. Meanin', I can go out but wit whom? & my
bankruptcyness adds to the collection of restricted list. Stayin' at home these few daes wit notin' to do wud juz bury the liveliness in me. If only I am werkin'... At least, werkin' keeps me occupied & simultaneously, money keeps rollin' in. Lyke last tyme.
But, back den was Horrible wit a capital 'H'. I was lyke the livin' dead. Money flows in but sadness won over me. Lyke I said previously,
I had no lyfe. Livin' in misery. Emotions all drained out of me. Sad eh? I'm still tinkin' wat wud happened if I take the modellin' job I mentioned earllier in my entries. A rare opportunity. My mum wud really be furious if I'm in modellin'. "Dad won't lyke it,"she'll say. How fun it wud be 2 model. Money fills my bank & I cud have learn a few beauty tips. No, I'm not tat materialistic. I'm actually into experience. Well, watever it is, I still have to respect my mum. I have to obey her. Syahida good gurl wat... chey...
Aniwaes, all these makes me rmmbr those childhood daes wen I wanted to learn ballet. Mum refused 2 let me join it but I tin' I did sign up 4 the lessons. Still, respect was the werd, I gave in. Now, wen I told her tat I really wanted to learn ballet. She asked, "Why dint u tell me?" And u noe wats my reaction? I was lyke, "Duh." Sigh... It's kismet. I guess ballet dancin' is not in my livin' path. If not, I'll becum a ballet dancer by now- beautiful legs but ugly feets. I won't need to worry on gettin' fats, won't need to count my calories intake. Dancin' helps 2 burn off the fats. Dream on Syahida...
I wonder wat my frenz r doin' now. Nurul called juz now. She's bored too- werkin' alone in the airport shop. Poor tin'. Oh wait, at least she got a job! Yeap, a nice, stress-free job. She happily reinformed me tat Didi called her. Gud 4 u gurl. Jannah probably went out shoppin'. Nisa is out 'holidayin'. Lydia, I dunno wat she's doin'. Wati, Emy, Siti, Amirah, Badriah, Humairah, Shahidah? Where r all of u? Wat r u doin'? All my chinese gurl frens- Where r u? I feel so lonely.. Anybody wanna go out wit me? Juz laze ard maybe? Oh, talkin' 'bout frenz, I met my pri skewl fren, Hazaland few daes back. He looks so different! Lucky he was the one who 'tegur' me.
OOps yeap, rite now I'm also tryin' to diet. I'm fat. Food=Shit. hahahaha. Weneva I tin' I have eaten alot, alot, alot, I'll juz barfed it all out. I'll admit, it's gross, but I have to do it! Yesterdae nyte juz went joggin' ard the big land across my hse wit sis. Nice, cool whether. Nice tyme to exercise. I guess I HAVE to do tat more often. 2dae I ate quite alot. Dunno wat happened to my elder sis, she suddenly cooked for us & forced us 2 finished it. A miracle? Maybe... Weird, really weird.
Hmm.. Peepz, juz 4 u 2 noe, tis blog aint everytin' bout my lyfe. I'll have to so-called censor a high percentage of it. No privacy. Furthermore, I feel so insecure postin' all of my feelins in here, lettin' all those strangers out there to view everytin'- my lyfe I mean. I noe tat there's nothing wrong wit being expressive but... Wudnt u feel uncomfortable wen peepz noe everytin' bout ur lyfes? It's not tat I'm tryin' to brush all of u aside. I'm not tryin to restrict u frm readin' my blog. It's okie. I'm juz tellin' u tat tis blog contains only few parts of my lyfe. Mostly, my daily activities, an introduction to my werld.
So, if u wanna noe me, or wats wit me, juz read it.
I'm off watchin' t.v... tmw juz gonna be another borin' dae. Anybody wanna go out? Msg me okies.
Lurve ya'll. Smuackiess.
♥ with love, syahida ♥ at
2/09/2005 09:54:00 PM
