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Asma Hamid

I'm the anon that stalks on you. I'm the anon that insults you. I'm the anon that gives you crappy advice. I'm the anon that you fight with. I'm the anon that talks true shits. And I'm the anon that you didn't know.

absoluteloud-ness: 2006-2008
iztele: 2009

BTW, just because the layout is pink, it doesn't mean I like pink.
02 January 2010
8:53 PM 0 Comments

How are you going to spend your last day of the holidays?
Lying around? Going out? Sleeping in?
Well, I don't care. Whippee.

Wanna know how I'm spending mine? Yeah.. you probably don't, not after me being rude to youse.
Oh well. Whattodo? I'm going for a walk, followed by visiting the clubhouse, then to Ancorp Mall with Subway as lunch. Aisyah said.

They told my that I'm old. That I have to grow up. They told me that I have to change. They don't know how I'm trying my best to answer back. They don't know that I've been shutting my mouth so that I don't say rude stuff. But have they realise what I'm going through right now? Probably not. Probably that's why they told me to grow up... probably that's why they're telling me to stop being rude. Probably that's why I have to stop trying to change, stop trying to grow up. Atleast when I do that, it wouldn't bother me when they tell me to grow up.

You know, you know... I've just realise something. Remember in Twilight when Bella went all woozy because of blood? Then remember New Moon when Bella had a paper cut. Did Bella go all Woozy then? Did she faint? No. That's just sick.