_+*”*+ oh look…. anotha one ovv ma uncommon finds +*”*+_
naummmmmbaahhh wannn== the aftertaste of oil is horrid. (by not washin ur mouth) naummmmmbaahhh toooo== a wristband takez agez 2dry. naummmmmbaahh thhreee== vulgarity can be practised wiv a calculator naummmmmbaahh forrrrrrrr== plaster ceiling can neva turn brown naummmmmbaahh fieeeeev== piss n poo can neva cum out at d same time!
well.. datz a wrap! but more 2cum soon in tha adventurez of da alter-ego in me!
itz bn suchhhha loooooong time sinz i lazz came erre….. *groanz* ya noe why???? ma loving-yet-pain-in-ma-ass mum grounded me frm da com 4 2whole weekz! (im still herre btw) wakaakakakazz… Re da confiscation of ma cellphone.. hmm.. so while evryone else is at sch, me- da ingenious one (prasan) has insisted not 2go 2sch.. n here i am!!!! hehehee….. Oh well…. hate ma mum 4groundin me, but… shez one helluvva WOMAN! She showed da PK-HEM of ma sch whos boss!!! *woohoo* u go mum! Dat PK-HEM unfortunately goes 2da same church as i do, hmm.. wuz initially plannin 2give her sum sarcasm but she din turn up… awwww. .
So yeah. tiz iz ma 2nd day in a week not goin 2sch! Sucha lazzee bum huh…. wakakakazz…. ya wanna noe sumthin? On monday, (i wuz absent) Ma sch conducted a spot-check! nyeheheeheheh…. da notti gurl ezcapes agaiN! Kant blieve i made sucha narrow slip! (again) I met dat bi@tch again upstairz in sch on Tuesday.. n i gave her da “look”. Ugggh.. juz kant stand her…. esp afta dat incident.. wut a total waste of time! hmmm… *ponders*
Too bad.. i havvta go 2sch 2moro….. mum OBVIOUSLY wun let me skipppp again…. Hey! Itz actually fun bing home ALL alone ya noe…. get 2do wuteva i want…. go where eva i please….. sleep wheneva i wish…. u noe wutz lame>? Da fact dat my mom grounded me frm com 4 2weekz?? Itz exactly da same period of time ma kakak is in indonesia! So, like… DUH no one noez if i use da comp! *chronic laffta* yikezz… but im doin anotha bad thing rite?? oh well…. =P
I wuz juz loafing around yestaday durin “nilam” period n well.. i juz wandered around near da staff room.. otha pplz class… n gez who i bumped into? Su ting n ma otha frenz! kekekeke…. we were juz walkin near d staffroom when *echo* sumthin happened….. Heres da scooP! =) Sumonez momma wuz bzy jabbering at dat very same PK-HEM bout anotha gurl who sorta messed wit her daughter….. wow… tok about not standin on ur own feet! tiz gurl haz no gutz!So yeah, da Pk-HEM looked so pissed n tired bout goin thru so much sh*t.. under ma breath, i mocked her. HAH!
Truth to tell, she aint dat bad if u look at her at d otha side of d perspective….. she once “saved” me frm an accusation of ma hair bing dyed RED! *drools* how i wish! Red! wow! So yeah.. she aint so bad…Hmm…. nothin much 2say now… since ive yadda-ed already…… cyaz bloggarz! ciao!
erlozz… hmm… da wurLd has bcum a sin… feelz like true paradize….. but then again… tatz wud b wrong wudnt it? hMM… if u dun already know, ma cellphone got confiscated yeztaday.. *blaarrggh* Wuz juz waitin anxiously fer ma mum 2 *ting* appear magically in2 ma schz dreadful entrance. Hmm… minutez passed by n she aint in sight.. fergeddit!
Oh sshhhho i guez datz anotha day wvvout ma cell… how can i live???!!! *sigh* imma evn grounded frm da computa startin frm yeshtaday..wateva. o0o0o.. wut am i duin here then? *evil laffta* twooo baddie~ she hazz no clue! wakakakaazz hmm.. i actually collaborated wivv ma maid n shez now sworn 2secrecy! u go woman!^_^
dadadadaadaaa…. ma burgerz in fronta meee rite nw.. aint edible..but itz ma cd holder… *blink* ookie.. now i wuznt spoded 2write dat! =P n listenin 2american idiot by greenday.. *shoot* 2day ish like da first day eva dat ma life ish no funnn~ ookie well.. 2day.. *drumroll* i PAID SOLID ATTENTION in clazz!! notty babyboii din go 2sch… i juz wish i cud— Yeah well, ma clazz did dat lousy Vitamin C experiment.. itz a PEKA so i hadda do it infa-presto-perfecto! Dat marthafarque Biology teacher sucked bad. REALLY BAD. i juz wished i cud juz inject tha ‘larutan DCPIP’ syringe in2 her tongue! Hmm… tatz a tought.. mebbe it’ll help her speak bettah english =0
Tongue? whoooopzie! I think id betta hold mine… *scoffz* i aint juz trustin no one now… a chip of d old block… daddaz liddat too… =( yeah well, kant blieve itz almoz d end of tha week.. now, how time actually flies wen u aint noticing! i tot it wuz juz d otha day dat monday rose… now itz heralding a brand new Friday 2moror… ~*hiccupz*~ showwwie…. Dang! Friday? i think imma in boilin sulphuric acid soon.. i havent completed ma *toot* ing Moral Project!
wutz dat? well.. datz wut u get wen ur in love… falling deeply in2 tiz endless journey.. stumbling upon a fork road wiv each step… itz ur choice.. ur descision… make a right move n here u go! Advancing 2d next level… but if u slip.. therez ur chance 2rectify it.. anyhow, 2day i experienced sumthing so simple but meaninful… so i thought very hard of sumthing not many ppl will… a thought dat wuz so intense dat it sent me in tearz… n here it goez..
a good fren of mine owned tiz letta.. not juz any typical luv letta… a letta which bore tha lyrics of Air Supply’s most recognized love song… She tore it in2 pieces.. convinced that she doesnt own anymore feelingz for that true love she once had. A beautiful love song.. by tha only one she loved so deeply… torn n ripped in2 shreds… i watched in wretch.. grimacing wiv each sound made by her actions.. ma heart sank afta she fnished her task..
i stared at it.. it wuz now nth but mere pieces of bite-size shreds.. her love she claims… now destroyed… assured that it cant be recovered… There wuz tiz weird energy dat wuz brimming in me… i had 2do sumthing! Me n anotha gud fren of mine wasted no time n picked up every single piece of torn crumpled paper.. We knew true love wont waste away b4 our eyes…
2getha we patiently sat n sorted out da parts… grbbed sum scotchtape n headed 2work. We knew it will take time…. but so wurt>? we had all d time in da world 2correct it… mend it.. tape it… heal it… u name it. 4periods passed n it wuz slowly showin sum progress… read it meticulously n pasted tha right parts 2getha.. it seemed like eons… but we knew it will work out well.. if u juz put d effort on sumthing so real n strong….. we believe we can…. had faith in wut we wer doing…
At last, b4 tha last bell rang.. we managed 2giv our best… tha paper wuz fixed 2getha… pathetic n crinkled… old n scrunched…. with bits of tape stickin out.. it wasnt in a perportionate shape! Sum pieces cudnt be found… maybe brought away by tha wind….So that explains why there were holes in it..It wuz certainly an awful sight… but i soon realized that it deep within itz scrap, it held sumthing deep n thought-provoking…. Sumthing so enlightening that it stimulated ma mind instantly.
:::=> It takes two, to mend a broken love. – when i cudnt patch da paper back..dat fren offered 2help… dat makes two.
:::=> Sacrifice for tha sake of ya love.. n how u want it back 2getha – we used lotz n lotz of scotchtape.. n didnt pay attn in class fer it’s sake
:::=> A love so strong n beautiful shud neva go 2waste – that beautiful song on that piece of paper didnt end up in d wasteppr basket.. instead, put back 2getha in one piece
:::=> It takes time 2heal if it’s really meant to be – we used four whole periods 2mend that test-pad sized paper
:::=> Put the effort n persevere 2correct wut went wrong.. fail u did, get up u shud.. – it wuz rlly tiresome.. we kept failing, but continued 2put it 2getha
:::=> Ambiguity lurkz in tha name of love – there were juz so many possible pieces of parts 2getha… but we found tha rite piece for tha right part.. we had too many 2decide on….
:::=> Make tha best choice.. make tha right descision – too many 2decide on… but we chose tha right piece.. n dat led us 2a mended paper
:::=> Woundz in love will heal.. but its’ scars will b left behind – dat paper had cracks n torn-marks in them.. we did put it 2getha. But the tatteredness wuz still obvious n crinkled
:::=> Da deepest scars of love will not be healed.. but remains 2let the lovers learn frm da past – not all tha torn pieces were found.. sum were lost… that wuz why dat mended piece of paper had holes in them… a few even..
So there u have it… a parable of a torn paper dat wuz mended…. a symbolical meaning of true love recovered.. a methaphorical thought… So next time… treasure ur loved ones…. it aint so hard 2say “sorry”.. wut wud it cost u>? =/ n when u say “i love u” MEAN IT. Love is a wonderful, magical feeling – a gift frm God… if u havent found ur match yet, be at ease. Dun go looking for it…. because love will alwiz find a way. If ur love fails, YOU get up n do sumthing.. dun let it rot… because love listens, it does not speak. N if ur already in love, God bless that it will last.. because real love leads tha way. Dun take it 4granted.. u’ll regret tremendously..
Spread tha love around peepz! Because, Love makes tha world go round!
L.O.V.E.W.I.S.D.O.M.F.A.I.T.H -depicts mankind
Take time 2reflect n to think about it.. hmmm..
lllll–jess out!—> A lover of love A hater of withering love A doctor of broken love A love-philosophy student (socially not officially)
ssshhhupppppp peepz…… wakakakakazz… da blogga iz back! oh so…. wut can yall say bout ma title? wutz so frantic bout 2day? okie… hmm.. lotza
probly cuz i sorta woke up late 2day.. n yeah.. i went up d schbus wit ma breakfazz still in ma mouth! n hair let down.. uniform unbuckled… badges unpinned..shoes wuz juz a slip-on… *ugggh* juz lyka typical hobbo…. i wuz rushin lyk sum mad phreak on fire! omigawshhhhhhhh
wutz da worst dat cud happen aye? *shruggz* so i got 2sch.. made it till recezz… *phew* n wen i got there.. sum kid dashed out of no where! i screamed lyka psychomaniac… gawsh! these ppl shud rlly noe how 2WALK! later… i needed 2go 2d toilet…. kant hold it no more!!!!!! *gosh i sound desperate* SO WATTTT?? yesh i am! in dire need of d toilet!!! so yeah… juz like any sane human wud, i ran at top-speed 2wut they call, ‘da smelly room‘
den horror struck me… wut greeted me wuz a long line of people in da toilet!!!!!!! Like, HELLO??? Gimme a break! I wuz like a monkey with an itch…. hell yeah it wuz DAT BAD. I groaned like ther wuz no 2morro………………………………………………………………………………………………………… so, logically… i had 2search fer anotha place 2pass ma (wateva) urine, sheeshee, liew, weewee, kencing… be it a hole in da wall or in sumonez mouth.. imma juz wantin it so badly..
so gez where i “did it”?? wakakakakakkazzzz… not in ma pants of cuz… not in sumones waterbottle… or in sumonez shoe……… *doubles up in laughter* Well datz fer u to find out…………
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