my Mr T

haahhahahaha.....

it been a mysterious fella

in Facebook

hurm hurm

actually who is d hell Mr T?

Mr T............

is an ordinary person in tis earth

who deserved to be loved

cared, n so on

who is Mr T 4 me?

d question which played in my frens mind ol d tyme

hurm hurm

guys.....

i like to b silent in tis matter....

bcos its very sensitive matter in my life

bcos i loved love n still loving him......

it been years

i f these feeling 4 him

but i'm not dared enuf to express it him

guys again ...

dont mistake wit tis Mr T....

this Mr T is really a diff person from my 8years crush Mr TD....

they r nt d same person.....

-Chapter Closed-

cum bek to my new Mr T chapter

v r not together..

actually neva been together

tats d truth

NEVA BEEN TOGETHER

but

i wished

i cud be wit him in future.....

its not love

its not about frenship

its not about crush

but its about sumthing diff from above

its a kinda of mixture feelings.......

which no 1 can define such feelings!!!!

oh my Mr T....

will remain as a Mystery Man in Facebook

as well to others....

n

will be my Mr T always....

as i will not express my love to u.....

deePavaLLi....

well

it been more than 1 week

after deepavali of cos

hurm as usual nothing new

its tat my elder younger brother wasn't wit us on deepavalli

bcos he don f d Chopper to land in Kemaman

so he came ryte after deepavalli..

on 6th Nov at 12.30am...

well wat to do...

job cum 1st

one of my best buddie was wit me

Jess, she was wit us

all of 10days...

she learnt how to do murruku n other traditional foods

n she has her own new punjabbi suit as well

n cum bek to my sad story

mostly ...

not mostly actually ever year

every year i will have more than 6 dress

no matter jeans t-shirt or punjabbi or sareee

but tis year..

very sad..i only f 2 pairs of punjabbi...

oh noe...

i'm damn sad.....

not parents fault at all

bcoz they olry gav me RM 500 in voucher

n Rm 200 in cash...

yet i didnt spend d money 4 deepavalli stuff

but i spent olmost ol d money on practical dress.....

sop sop sop....

wat a sad story

i was so excited abt my practical until i totally forget abt my festival

wat an untiruteble gal i am....

hurm hurm hurm

oh yea...

toaly 4get abt d major part of deepavali...

wat else ....

mercun la....

tis year..4 d ever 1st tyme

my dad bought 2 8feet of fireworks...

hahahha

v fired it..

semme majja....

hurm hurm....

during d preparation til now...

i gt my cough...

unstoppable cough

very irritating

wat to do....

i tink i took to much of ice witout my knowledge i guess

till now....

still coughing!!!!!

deepavalli went edy but don noe wen tis cough will leave me.......

buzy? i don tink so

it been months

i didnt update my lovely blog

well...

i'm busy..

errrr....

its not true...

i'm not busy

bcoz i can simply online in facebook n tagged ol d tyme

its just tat

i've no mood to update my blog

seems i don f any hot news

hurm hurm

actually again i lied

i do f news to share

but i tink tis is not d right place to share...

so let it be in me....

haiz haiz....

now

i'm at d end of my sem n my year in UPSI

i went through lots of obstacles

surviving in UPSI 4 past 3 n half years

really an unforgettable memories

i learned tat

NOTHING is IMPOSSIBLE

bcoz human creates d rules

n

human f d rights to change those rules....

i will survive wit rules n witout rules......