Mimpi.

Aku dah dua tiga empat lima dan enam kali mimpi ni.
dan mimpi ni syoq gila

(bukan mimpi basah eh.)

tapi en.. mimpi tu mimpi aku gi dating dengan seseorang ni.
dia sweet gila wey dalam mimpi tu.

sampaikan aku rasa taknak bangun ja..
rasa nak tidoq selamanya.

tapi tu lah nama pun mimpi.

yang indah pun mimpi je.

realitinya mamat tu sombong nak mati.
pandang aku pun nak taknak ja.

ceeeiiittt...

okay semoga malam ni mimpi dia lagi.

**eh bukan ke mimpi takleh cerita kat orang?**


dibebel oleh,
fafafafafa cantik.

**THE END**

Makcik, Coke Tak Elok

Perhatian : Hari Ini Aku Buat Ayat Ringkas Sahaja , mekasih

Tadi ada seorang makcik yang muka selamber
tiba tiba tuang ayaq coke yang baru di buka dan terus minum dengan matanya yang puyu itu .
Lalu dia memandang aku kerana aku sudah perhati dia dari tadi.
Dia mengangkat kening the-rock.
Aku pun takmau kalah dan buat muka cuak.
BURPPPP !
Tak senonoh betul makcik itu
lalu aku bangun dan menghampiri kawanku
kerana takut makcik ini kurang siuman.

dan itu lah cerita yang aku nak kongsi hari ini.





hampa mesti bengang . HAHA :))

Macam Tak Adil Jerr

banyak benda yang aku observe , kaji , research *ehemm! saintis ? puihhpuihh
yaa , sangat tak adil
aku dah kumpul maklumat yang ada dan apa yang rasa tak adil
seriously banyak
saya tahu korang takfaham
tapi kamu akan faham kemudian
ye la..

hampa sedar ke yang hampa sedang
membaca blog seorang kanak kanak yang tak-matang-lagi ? *ehemm!
serious la. Ayat tak sensitif ok
BETUL !

kenapa aku tulis tak adil ?
apa yang tak adil ?
tengok sekali lagi title tuh
masih kosong kan ?

bertubi tubi soalan aku kasitau
tapi rasa macam banyak sangat
perlu ke?
aku nak luah perasaan sikit la
sikit , tak banyak
Aku bukan Manja okay yang nak merungut rungut
(em okay tak, aku manja gila sebenarnya)
tapi sometimes kita perlu sangat nak merungut sebab kita tak puas hati
keluarkan je apa nak disampaikan
tapi aku takboleh
serious aku takboleh
dan aku taktahu kenapa

dan juga itu la sebab nya orang yang mengenali aku
macam taksuka aku
ya , aku sedih
sebab aku memang sedar kelemahan aku
but I just can't prevent it
This is me.
well yeah , kadang kadang
perubahan perlu kan masa
I know that

shit ! apa aku merepek nih ?
Ya , aku frust dan Emo
sepatutnya hari ni kena gembira
taklama lagi nak masuk Ramadhan Al-Mubarak
aku rindu bulan puasa dulu dulu
*puasa setengah hari ?
NO NO !

sebab aku suka tolong anti aku buat Kuih raya
time tu rasa cam bebas aku nak buat apa
woah bestnya
sorry aku takdapat nyatakan bebas apa
haha , nak je bagitahu hampa tapi
ade je sorang tu menghalang ye tak ?
huish , i'm speaking to myself ehh ?

ohh , aku masih frust
siot tol lah . apa yang aku tulis nih ?
im supposed to post about
'macam tak adil je'

halammakk ! keluar tajuk lagi
sorry sorry
*terlebih touching dengan masalah lah
mood down D;

**THE END**

The Truth of Mind

Can anyone of you guys tell me the feeling of being locked up inside your own mind, unable to find the key that unlocks the door that’s leads you to your own path

(Well let me tell you what the mind really is) The mind is like a prison trapping us in our own thoughts controlling every emotion we have. It controls us like a puppet moving our arms, legs, and mouth; being unable to say anything we become afraid of ourselves.

It’s not only that, but we also encourage the mind to do as it pleases. When we say we are not good enough, we allow the mind to tighten the strings around us. Every time we mess up, put our self down or just give up, we fall in to a deeper hole robbing ourselves of everything.

The mind loves too use any opportunities in-order too deepen the black hole. Chained to our desires, hopeless wishes, and broken dreams, we become an item of emptiness. When this happens we create a mask of dull eyes, fake smiles, and lies of happiness. We start to disconnect from those around us, only pitying our self makes us feel better, starting to believe that the world is better place without us, and starting to go crazy on the inside, but then again this has been hidden with the mask we created. 

Knowing that inside you are struggling to breathe because the string attached have started to tighten around your throat causing you too lose oxygen, can be as painful as dying. Then again only you know because who else can see what is happen inside your mind, the pain, the suffering, everything is drive you pasted insane.

Your mind does not stop there, it continues, when you fall asleep at night thinking that your safe it destroys the definition of safe. It brings out all your fears; the dark, the loneliness, the abandonment and puts it in to one terrifying nightmare. Waking up in the middle of the night with tears streaming down your face, believing that one day all of that will come truth, only frightens you more. So instead of going back to sleep you stay awake, till the next day you have dark circles underneath your eyes. 

Pretending everything is fine because your mask is back on, again to pretending to be someone your not cause you afraid of what people will say. And because your human too, words do hurt, just like the quote “ words are like bullets. Once they are out you cant control the damage they do.”- By unknown. 

Knowing that your mind has cause you to go insane with only a little bit of humanity left, you glue the mask on because your afraid and desperate to keep what ever is left.

**THE END**

Fafa tak Sedih Part 2

A new cut, a new bruise
Every day is like a game.

And I always seem to lose.
The thought of actually being loved

Always comes to mind,
But instead I'm always pushed and shoved

But one day I'll find a way,
I'll find some help

And then you will pay
For the pain and guilt I've felt.

Sure, it'll last a while,
But sooner or later I might die.

Being trapped in here is like a nightmare,
And I'm losing my mind..

I wish I could be loved,
I wish you could be kind

I can't take this anymore,
There must be someone for me to find

Someone out there to love and care for me,
Someone to treat me kind.

No one notices my hurt or my bruises,
But either way there's always, ALWAYS someone out there for me to find..

Fafa tak Sedih Part 1

There once was a girl
Who had it all, or though it seemed
Everyone who knew her saw her as the optimistic being
Who fought the hate and brought the love
But no one could see how much of a burden she really was
Parents fought about her and with her
She was costing them a lot,
A lot of time, a lot of money
A lot of stress, and a lot of pain
And a hell of a lot of SPACE . . .
All these factors shoved in her face
Made known all her life
Were breaking her of her spirit
Slowly, every day
Making her realize The Burden she really was
Now she can’t stop thinking,
“I’m the cause of all their problems.”
And that, “If I wasn’t here this could all be over.”
The parents wouldn’t have any more troubles
They could live happily without her
The few that will miss her, will eventually forget her
She knows there’s nothing talented about her
Nothing that she can contribute into this world
Only believing,
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
And keeps going, until she faded away.

10 Perkara Fakta eh Perkara Tentang Aku

tak tak. No introdaksioon reproduction introduction di sini aku terus ke nombor perangai pelik aku . Fuhh macam cerita Hagemaru Hageda tu pulak.

1. Rasa dunia macam tak adil sebab ' Kenapa sekolah kena 5 hari seminggu ' walaupun diri sendiri dah tau kenapa.

2. Manja dengan semua orang termasuk strangers. ni kes macam tak cukup kasih sayang je.

3. Suka buat gaya Britney Spears Maria Ozawa pemain piano terhandal di dunia dalam bilik lagi lagi di bilik air.




4. Benci drama melayu/hindustan/inggeris/indonesia/korea/jepun blablabla.Ceh baik kata aku benci drama terus.





5. Aku benci drama. Eh. dah bgtahu kan ?




6. Penggemar kasut cantik tapi sangat malas nak basuh kasut sendiri lagi lagi kasut sekolah. Cuba try tanya kawan2 aku. Pernah tak tengok kasut aku putih berseri kat sekolah?




7. Online kalau boleh nak 24 sehari non-stop. Walhal bukan buat apa sangat.





8. Peminat setia Maria Ozawa. ( tu pasal lah aku suka mention nama dia )

p/s : tak bermakna aku lesbian. Pelis.





9. Tabiat dari kecil suka kopek bibir dan isi mulut sampai mulut sengat2. Pelis , tiada unsur 18SG di sini.





10. Bersuamikan Cody Simpson.





11. No. 10 tu tipu. Tapi dipersilakan percaya.





12. Berdarah jawa. Tapi masa kecik2 memang nampak putih la macam cina. Tapi bila dah besar nampak agak melayu sikit dah.





13. errr.. aku rasa dah terlebih nombor la.aku stop laa.





14. Aku kata aku nak stop !




15. Eh degil betul la nombor ni. jadi itu sahaja buat hari ni. aku letih tapi entah rasa nak post jugak. Nak pergi buat interview ni. Ada orang nak ambik aku jadi sebagai pelakon pulak. ahh. tak habis habis nak tipu.

**THE END**

Things Are Unpredictable

My suffering left me sad and gloomy.
I've never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams.
They are nightmares mostly, but nightmare tinged with love.
Such is the stranger-ness of the human heart.
I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once.
That pain is like an axe that chops at my heart :'(

I have nothing to say of my daily life, only that a tie is noose, and inverted though it is.
I miss the heat from my friends. Holiday makes me stupid sometimes.
Well, it's an ordinary. People will never satisfied from what they got.
Never.

Some elements encourage me to go on living.
God, family and friends.

***

cara aku tulis tak bermaksud aku putus harapan. Happy CNY by the way :)
Gong Xi Fa Cai!

WO YAO ANG BAO !!! -.-

**THE END**

Rahsia Aku

#aku pernah tinggal puasa ;P 

#dalam berpuluh account aku buat, blogger account aku ni passwordnya lain dari account yg lain aku buat. 

#Aku pernah digelar player suatu ketika dahulu 

#tak cute pun tapi comel. (muntah 5 balang) 

#seperti biasa, Maria Ozawa tetap di hati. 

#tidak-sangat-handal dalam memasak. 

#simbol (#) ini sebenarnya hanya lah di twitter dan instagram, tapi ramai orang menggedikkan diri utk guna 

#aku sebenarnya kuat minum kacip fatimah tidur 

#mempunyai banyak cita cita. Pramugari, doktor gigi, guru muzik, suri rumah. 

#Aku takpernah lulus Math. 

#Aku jujur yang aku sebenarnya taktahu apa itu Math selain ianya membawa maksud ilmu hisab iaitu dalam bahasa melayu dulu dulu. Ataupun Al-matematikun.err ataupun al kha wa rizmi. Ah sudah ! Next ! 

#Pernah rasa nak buat mogok utk banteraskan subjek math walaupun tahu perkara itu perkara bongok. 

#meminati seorang budak lelaki chinese dalam kelas. 

#Aku ni sebenarnya berfikiran secara abstract. Bak pepatah Fakhrul Hakim. 

$ ini salah simbol namanye 

#sebenarnya dalam 'edit post' aku ni penuh dengan draft. Sebab tak publish publish 

#Fahada anak Jayani pada tahun ini beraya di Johor. 

#aku suka menunggu walaupun ianya membosankan. (tunggu mak ambik balik sekolah 
misalnya) 

#aku rasa aku takda mood tapi rasa nak menulis jugak 

#tulisan aku cantik *tetiba 


#rahsia adalah rahsia. Tapi rahsia Fafa ni terbongkar jugak sebab entry ini 

**** 

#aku realized yang rahsia-rahsia ini bukannya rahsia dah.

**THE END**

Di-Yaa-Ree = Diary

Tudia lama tak lama aku tinggal blog ni.

Tengok lah side bar aku kat tepi2 tu serious. Ini menandakan aku sangat B-B-B-E-E-E-Z-E-E-E

Tapi tapi tapi tapi

aku akan setiap hari online. Don't worry. Tak percaya ? Check la instagram aku.

Apakah ?

Oh ya , tajuk di atas bukannya takda kena mengena langsung ya.

Zaman dah canggih, budak budak zaman sekarang dah ada laptop sendiri.

So, bukan lah satu kejutan kalau budak budak sekarang dah own laptop.

Tu tak masuk gadjet2 lain, PSP ,iPhone,Blackberry.

Arghhh. Gila! Ini kan semua barang yang aku admire? Shit lah. TERlist pulak.

Malas dah nak tekan bekspes.

ANYWAY,

Sekolah aku okay dan aku pun okay. Cuma kadang kadang biasala buat salah.

Kena rotan.

Tak kena rotan, tulis nama.

Tak tulis nama kena berdiri.

Tak berdiri kena sangkut kepala kat kipas.

Cehh alasan tak ada releven. Sangkut kepala kat kipas.

Mau kasi impak DENDA!

again, DENDA.

Seriously aku benci DENDA

ahh kenapa ayat DENDA ni terCaps sendiri.

Keyboard buat mood bebai pulak.

DENDA 

DENDA 

DENDA 

ahh ! tengok tuh.

Okay update pendek setakat ini.

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Dad : Sarah, my dear daughter ! where are you from ?

Sarah : Back from school,daddy.

Dad : Good. So how was your school today ?

Sarah : I'm exhausted daddy. If you wanna know, go read my blog,daddy.

p/s yes , this type of situation same goes like me. Exactly :P

Right Papa ? :D

**THE END**