time in need...

salam,

have you ever heard of the saying 'a friend in need is a friend indeed'? i have. a lot of times before, but somehow now i feel maybe i would like to change the idiom... maybe to something like this...

" a mom in need is a mom indeed, so goes for dad...'

i know it sounds lame but i can't help but wishing for it to be so. nowadays we're always faced with the most difficult problems but none is willing to end a helping hand... even parents... parents know best, yeah like that's ever true now... whenever i have a problem somehow i feel like they're not even there for me... they don't even spare a glance to even take notice of the weird changes of my behavior. i would pretty much appreciate it if they did but the reality was much crueler then it sounds. it even reach the part where you would find yourself choosing between life and death. suicide.

I'm not thinking of killing myself but this is what i feel like whenever my parents are not there to support me through the rough times, and i wished they did.

i really wish you were there whenever i reach out for you...

His story

salams,

I thought I have missed something in life. The on that I’ve been searching for but couldn’t seem to grab hold of for 16 years. At first, I thought that maybe I was unlucky or maybe I didn’t search hard enough, but later today I found or more yet remembered that that one special thing can only be found in one certain special place and I forgot that… well, only for 16 years.

It’s true when a person said that this world is made up of different people. They were telling no lie. Of course everyone knows what is the obvious but I’m not pointing at the obvious. This may seem a little childish but more the less it’s true. In this world there exist homo sapiens that have absolutely the same characteristics as the other though a few might be a little disabled but never the less they are the same. These beings also carry different hearts, though they generally are a lump of cells and tissues but they are the personalities of these beings.

In theory maybe that is what we’ve all learnt and from there comes a saying that an action or a choice made determines the future that one would encounter, the present is the result of one’s past but what about the past? Maybe the past is your mistake? The past is only history?

One must forget the past and move on with his life. Yes, indeed that is true but only one statement in this that the others forgot to transmit is to forget the painful past and learn from it while remember the glory and aim for it. In my previous search that is what I note. Many are aware of this but none are to actually take in consideration of this whether they are in their conscious or not.

This maybe impossible to understand but yeah, it is life…

something...

salam...

hope is a dram of an awaken man... i've stumbled upon this... how do you ay it... God's sayings... telling me that if you are willing to do so then you should put all your trust ti Him...
after you have worked hard that is... but even so i fell that it is hopeless... but sometimes it's not... the person and i have been going through the same thingsover and over again wether destiny was just playing with my heart or it's just plain luck an a coincedence...
though i would defenately believe in destiny... but it is giving me hope... it's not that i don't like it bt it feels like i'm only hiping on false hope...

a dream that i myself am not sure if i could or even fit to do such a thing in life... or even TO life. it's frusterating... and not understanable... yeah i know... but if i were to tell you (as readers) would not be able to understand anyways...

so... for those who might get the hint... then i hope you would support me~

days of sadness...

salams...

it's not that i'm always sad but today seems to be a sad day not only for me but for my friends too. we had our exam today, it was additional math and i believe that i'm going to flunk anyways bacause i did really bad... but my friends even cried as they weren't able to answer the uestions...
i feel somawhat sad for them...
i can't really study today too sad to even thnk about it.. but life must go on...
sigh. i think it woulf=d be good if i study rught now... tought i doubt it would stick in my mind as the over flowing feeling of diapleasure dominating my sanity, but i'm willing to try harder.. i hope i will....
we'll be having our biology exam tomorrow... wish us luck!

my day today...

salam,

hehehe, beforwe start i wasn't the one asking the question but whom ever is reading (though I doubt anyone would be) can answer the question.

today, i mostly killed time by being deep in my thoughts. i felt really sad today, i don't know how to explain but i couln'd focus on anything my mind was absorbed in my thoughts 100%. i know it doesn't make sence i don't make sense most of the time. i think i kind of like it that way anyways. i had a lot to do then in the end the doctor said bacause of stress i fell sick and had to skip the rest of school. i'm still recovering but still it sadens me to think of how things aren't working out.

plus i also miss this one person. i have forgoten about that person for just a bit but i just can't get myself to NOT remeber the person. when i was very ill the person came in my mind a lot i don't have any explaination to this as i myself felt confused with the suddden memory. i'm really confused and fragile right now and i hope i can satle things just fine.

i feel better now. thank you for reading. :)

scared

salams,
haha. hmm. i shouldn't laugh but i just couldn't help myself. well if you don't understand the given passage let me help you...

it means: somebody help me.. i don't want to be alone i'm scared

twitted at night, so it's wierd how this is actually happening. hmm. haha. all this while i've been scared to go to sleep but in the end this person i more terrified then me... it just makes me feel better. my senior being scared of being alone. thare's always a reason.
i tink i'm not scared to go to sleep noe~
goood nightttttt~:)

something about something :)

salams,

hey nice to write again. at keast i think it's nice, no don't get me wrong i'm perfectly not confused.

haha... today like in most blogs i would tell you about why i've stopped writting for quite a while listen... i mean read and read carefully...

the reason's why i didn't update frequebtly before:-

1. my life is boring.




2. i'm boring.




3. i'm bored.




4. both my life and me are boring.




5. what else do you want?! 4 is enough!




6. huh... 6th is bacause i'm lazy. (good enough?!

well there yo have it... now you get me that's why i don't tell people why i don't update...

then today something happened that made me feel at home... i lked it... hmm... i just hope it'll last.

at least just a little bit longer...

can't sleep~

salams,

i've been having a hard time sleeping. when a friend of mine asked why so all i could answer was i'm scared. it has been like this for days and i can't colect myself to put up with this fear. the fear of having to see a person's face when ever my eyes shut.
he's not scary nor is he ugly or anything he even has a lot of fans, but... the thought of him beeing in the same dream and asking me wierd questions scared the life out of me... in my dream i couldn't answer his dreadful q's and alway find myself trapped somewhere... in a house... it alwways has to be a scarry one too!
sigh. i don't know about it but, i'm rally loosing my focus.
someone please halp me. i'm begging on my knees.

cracks of my broken heart.

salam,
i know i don't do this but i need to tell someone some tihing,
here goes...

maybe we need just a little more time
time that can heal what's been on your mind
you can find what we lost before it all slips away
we need time to mend for the mistakes i've made
god only knows what a heart can surive
so many tears from all the pain in our lives
and whare else could we go after all we've been through?
i still belive that my is here with you.

so just hold on
and it'll won't take long
i hope you can love me
when tha pain is gone
i don't want us to fall through the cracks of a broken heart
don't want us to fall through the craks of your broken heart

i know it's taking a while but every lesson i've learnt
and if your heart speaks tonight, i'll hear every word
if you want to be free i'll never stand in your way
but with all that i am, i'm asking you to stay

hold on
and it'll won't take long
i hope that you can love me
when the pain it gone
i don't want us to fall through the cracks of a brokan heart
don't want us to fall through tha cracks of your broken heart

there's a light that can burn
it exists in the heart
you can feel it when you know love is true
if you could try to be strong
and keep the light burning long
it took a life time but i found it in you

hold on
it'll won't take long
i hope that you can love me
when the pain is gone
i don't want us to fall through the cracks of my broken heart
don't want us to fall through the craks of your broken heart

of a broken heart...

what i want to do.

salams,
lately i've been writting an awful lot of stories, decribing the inner understanding of my unnoticed problem. it became aware to me that i'm in a bad and worsening situation but never pulled myself to seek help. until i turned 16 which to whom ever has known is a time period of a devastiating experience, the problem built up within myself and i'm no longer able to control it.
never the less, my perents are not aware of this situasion. i refuse to let them know of the dreatfull feelings i am put through and the hardship of keeping it a secret.
yes, i admmit a child who seeks help is the best situation at hand but i some how can't put myself to tell the tale. at least not to my parents. i have friends but every time i opened myself to tell they just tend to disappear like thin air. they sometimes come back but none were willing to stay.
hmm... i watched a documentary of poeple who choose to put their life to an and in their own hands. hmm.. very interesting. i was just wondering of the concequences of the condition. not that i think of myself in it.
threatening. thrilling. sigh.
nothing is good right now. my parents are away right now. not at home. feeling the urge to write but not in my books but somewhere else. i'm not worried because i know no one will read. thats why i kept it a secret. where did i learned all this...? heh... from the movie i had watched...

aku tak bodoh.

very intemidated. sigh. i have problems that i neet to solve but didn't bother to care.

sigh. signing off now.

happy yet sad... it's fate

salams...

yeah don't espect me to tell about raya... i'm done.

i didn't think this year's raye could be awfully boring... it breaks my heart... haha..well i'm just gonna bable a little about fate...

just bare with me key?:)

on a very bad day i couldn't fall asleep. i was tired yes but couldn't shut my eyes. sigh. i had never experieced a very bad day that lead me to have amnesia. hmm...

i couldn't sleep... what do it do now...? hah! i know! i'll surf the internet duh.

so i did so... hehe,... i opened my fav site AFF huhu... if you know what that is then you my friend are my pal... haha just joking...

i read a story about you... there were pictures of you with another person... bisexual?! no hehe wrong story.. they gotte stop writting these kinds of stories... sigh... i read as the aurther described you ... sigh... hey he/she even inserted a short vid!

opening youtube i watched half the video bacause that's where you come in... hehe... not a pervert...

watching and reading i spent the whole night just reading and watching you and only you... i remembered tha days that i spet shaking my head trying to forget about you, constantly writting wierd quots on every piece of paper in hand... alice syndrom... what a laugh...

"i spend my days only thinking about you."

"i caught myself smiling alone when i realized that i was thinking of you..,"

i would write... these odd THINGS and crumpling the papers keeping it safe in my pocket... sigh... but knowing your condision you could never know me... we're just too far away... you've never met me and it would take a miracal for that to happen... you have others by your side but i always wished it was me who stayed...

in the end i gave up just a little telling myself that things just sometimes are impossible... sigh... i love to sigh... sigh. but tonight i found my world revolving around you... it's wierd.

then i slept really late... after dawn. hmm... i dreamt of... YOU!

what?! i never dreamt of you... never. but how it this possible?! things do tend to get crazy.

the next day i couldn't get anything done. i couldn't focus. hi just thought of you. uh. tire + bad day (again).

sigh. then i opened your twitter acount only to find that you had changed your profile image to something familiar... oh! it's tha same image i used for my AFF profile! dejavu..."0.0"

fate can be cruel sometimes. fate can be very twisted too. hehe... and sometimes even play a faul game... but despite the hurtful and painful experience, i always find myself laughing at it... no offence...

but that's what i went through... fate IS a miracal... and it gets you when you lest espect it... hehe... don't you think?

HIDUP TAK SINDAH MIMPI.

salams...

today my friend told me that life is not as it seems in our dreams... it's just a trick... they would say. life will get the better of you if you are not carefull enough...

"mimpi indah ke?" she asked...

well if you were to count nightmares obviously NO is the answer but if you just neglect it for a few mini seconds then life would seem like a fairytale. everything we see would be unrealistic... everything we feel and touche it would seem... impossible that life even existed... but thats how it is...

a poor person would dream of having a huge house and lots of money. one would truely be in grudges towards the rich if a poor does not have enough to pay even for 2 meals per day... yet the rich wishes that they were never born in a silver fork... a rich would want freedom as the parents feel uneasy with the amount of money they have and WILL leave sooner or later if not fallen to the wrong hands... especialy the needy...

in either way none is satisfied... so what does a fairytale life really mean? if one were to wish to be the other yet the other wants to be like that person so what is exactly IS an ideal life... in this case a FAIRYTALE LIFE... I don't think it has anything to do with prince charming or Cindarella or the fact that each hero or heroin has to have an evil guy in it. but the saying...

"FOR A MAN LIFE BEGINS AT 40"

is toleratable... one can only have the mind to say even such things is becaouse the fact that it had already dawned in him that life is noting but a game and needs to be taken measurments... MATURE measurements... therefore they will realise when they are old and start to think of the meaning of life themselves... and that is when it hit them...

they would know by then that life is just a dream... just a fairytale... that they have waisted their 40 years for nothing... and they would want to make it up... but the catch is they can't coz they don't know how to... and trying to create time machines when they know time is someting they could never rewind...

forever will they stay in misery...

so just think about it just for a few seconds... what is an ideal life...? there is a reliegon telling us the meaning of life and why we are here... it also told us on what is an ideal life but ask youreself... did you listen...? or did you even noticed that...? worst yet... did you even know that there is such a thing...???

that my friend only time would tell...

Ramadhan through my eyes...

salams...

It's the forth day of Ramadhan... and I'm here blogging away...
I remembered the days I had on my previous Ramadhan, though it wasn't much and I wasn't that kind of a good person but I'd like to admit that those were the best Ramadhan days ever...

Ramadhan...
to me Ramadhan is the time for us my perents, brothers and I could settle down together and... you just get to know each other...
it's always like that during Ramadhans... and I like that...
but not this time...

this time everything changes...

it's only the forth day and everything is still akward... I remember the times when we berbuke together and my family members would talk non-stop... telling each other about thier days at school and the bazar Ramadhan.. but this time... today... and for the last 3 days... everything wasn't how it's suppose to be...

on the dinner table.. everybody just kept quiet. No soul spoke. not a single sound...

it had already dawn on me that my family moved further away... this situation is breaking us apart... ever since we moved into a new house everything was different... we were further away frim each other... and is contineuing to do so...

the days where we had fun buying a lot of food before buka puasa... gone just like thin air... no laughs... no small meaningless chit chats... and most critical of all...

no more "lets go to tarawih together! and this time to my favourite masjid!" (but in malay...) no nothing... this Ramadhan is the saddest Ramadhan I ever had... I know going back to the past is kindda bad but in this case I think I'd rather stay in the past... where my family were... well... a REAL family...

the only reason I'm even wrintting inthis blog is bacause I know no one will read it so therefore I think it's just a place where I can express my feelings... It's nice to be able to do so anyways...

exam...??!!

salams...

heys... I've just been through an exam... and it was HORRABLE... also.. I almost got the same gpp as my brother... yeah...

yeah it sucks...

well i found this blog...

its bout people telling stories bouut something...

its coooool super cooooool...

http://itypeuread.blogspot.com/

Romeo oh Romeo!

salams...

hey fellas! how are you doing..?? well I'm just here for a while trying to tell you that I got to become a prop for a cute little girl.s story... huhu..
it was desasterous at first but after only 20 minutes of practicing,.... we finally got better at it huhuhu... hey! I do know how to act okey!!

any who... af course the Charming prince was me (bushing... I thing...) and the princess was as beautiful as ever... Princess Nabilah... huhuhu...

well let me tell you a little about the story...

once upon a time there was a kingdom that I didn't remember the name... sorry... there lived a beautiful princess... Princess Nabilah...

she was sooo pretty that she enchanted almost every men in the kingdom... though she did not intend so... but not every one likes the princess.... deep in the forest there lived a witch... Witch... something.... Dayanah would be easier... she hated the princess more than anything else in the forest (well couse she only know the forest and the kingdom...)

but the best part was that she was given a reward...

for being the ugliest 'THING' alive...

owh!! my eyes!!!
well she didn't like the princess for she thought that she was more beautiful than her and she even thinks that the princess was the ugliest girl ever lived...

well she should REALLY look in the mirror...

as she kidnaps the princess on her 15th birthday the princess gave a letter to a pelikan... so that the pelikan can give it to the nearest princess available... (his where I come in...^_^)

the pelikan dropped the letter and the letter was swallowed by a whale! but luckily the whale was also a postman... er,... I mean a postwhale...and so the letter was safely resieved by the prince... the handsome and brave prince... you didn't think I'd tell you my name did ya?? Prince Froggy!!! huhuhu...
but unfortunately the prince didn't read the letter... because it was slimy, dirty and wet... so he thru it away... in the end the prince didn't come to the rescue...
in stead the princess prayed for her freedom and the following day she did... so she live happily again with her beloved parents...
special credit for the ghost...

the moral was...
"double is trouble, single is SIMPLE!" never have a boyfriend...

THE END

pantun... harapan...

satu dua tiga empat,
lima enam tujuh lapan,
jangan lari jangan lompat,
sila jalan dengan sopan.
- by Farhan H.

salam,

hey dudes! the above is what we like to call a pantun. Of course you know that... but the catchy part is that this pantun is made by a 10 years old child. Belive it or not it's true...

Usually I think -well most of us DO think- that 10 years old are immature (no offence there dude) and playful... but then again things can be different... well miracles can happen. He created the pantun especially for girls nowadays. He stated(ahum of course I got to interview this infamous kid...) that girls nowadays don't act the way they should.

In the old days, women are know as the most delicate and fragile being. Men take good care of women... IN THE OLD DAYS... they are so decent... but now... the so called women mutated... they talk rudely, they dress like men and the most critical part is that they don't have the true qualifications of being a girl, like how to cook, or how to do the house chores and most importantly is being TAME and NOT WILD...

The most upsetting things is that it really took a lot out of the old poeple to realise this but a 10 years old child saw the difference just by looking at the way the SO called women walk in the streets... (lets just hope he didn't see them doing strip dancing...)

i think i wanna marry you,...

salam...

the un machable beauty... bleh...

just got married,...

and just got a... BABY!!

that's new...






happy birthday to mee...

opps!! kindda ruined the cake... huhuhu... sowie...

huhu.. don't be frighten... I'M not the one getting married... or am I..?

well who cares... anyway on the 2nd of June my aunt got married... hey as we know people are USUALLY stunning during weddings but just to be honest... SHE was DROP DEAD GORGEOUS!!

then again not that I was forced to say so (though we DO know i WAS) so... yeah all that's well ends well...

well look at the bright side at least I get to pretend to get married...

once upon a time...

MR FROG'S POV
that was it... there was no where else to go... I had no other choice but... to fart during the examanation....
Oh man! that was so embarrasing... (looks left and right) fuh! at least nobody neard me... don't worry everything is going to be over very soon...
HURRY UP!!

30 minutes later...

hmm... i really need to go to the toilet... hmm... why isn't it over yt...?? (stares at the clock and realises sothing... finally...)

NO ONE'S POV
"what?!! all this time I've just waited for nothing?!! ARGGGGGHHH!!"
"SHH!" hmm... calm down...

MR FROG'S POV
as soon as I saw the girl came back from the toilet I raised my hand and asked permision to go... to the toilet
tat tadada! Mermaidman and Barnecleboy! Off we go to the loo!!

-THE END-

on the 18th of may...

salams...

today we will be talking about....

EXAMS... arrrrrgggggghhh!!! m-ma-ma-th...(dead)

the worst day of my LIFE! but also the best day ever... my girl friend (don't get me wrong she is a girl and she is my friend...) sang me my favourite song...

so lovely...(drul)...slurrp! back to the topic today.. which is... what was the topic again...? ah yes of course... and that is what made the day the best day ever... THE END.

HEY! don't you want to know what made my day worst..? umm.. other then math... hehe..well the fact that my girl friend (she's a friend and a girl get that in your mind) wrote something on a piece of paper...

yeah... it IS upsetting... well as a friend of course...

and I'm not trying to be macho... (sob...sob...) I think I have something in my eyes... no I'm not crying...

if the only person is Yo Seob then where will I be...?? it's gonna be ine last lonely guy... hmm... Justin Bieber... I think that's how you spell it... well don't get mad at me I always fail in spelling... huhu...

well kids... human kids not goats... next time when you think about wanting to couple or anything similer to that then think twice, its better if you think three times... no I'm wrong... THINK ABOUT IT FOR MORE THAN A HUNDRED TIMES!! then make the decision.. bacause thruthfully from the depth of my heart not every guy you meet is kind and really is NICE nad CARING if the guys DO care then they won't date you they'll marry you...

besides we're Malaysians we don't date we merisik... I think... hei how should I know about these things... well think wisely before regreting it... don't tust me trust yourself AND me...

happy endings...

salam

huhu...

about the title thiugh I think not much people will care... but just to tell you that I didn't watch any barbie stories that ends with a happy endings (we all know that's a lie)... and I didn't watch happily ever after either... though I DID watched that last yaer... but thats not the point...

point is that its imposible for me to watch anything right now bacause tomorrow I'm taking my exam... I know its bad for me to be online... and I know its not good for your health... well mainly for your eyes... but I just can't help it! I'm sooooooo happy! I'm getting merried to a pricess!!!

ouch!! well thats what I get for telling you a lie... hmm... the real reason I'm happy is that I finally got my present... huhuhu...

hmm... but bad news is that they ran out of green netbooks... then I had to get a...

PINK... netbook...

huff... I was at tuisyen and my mother and father wanted to suprise me... its not that I don't like them suprising me... but they didn't have to bring my younger girlish BROTHER along... if he could he would have gotten every of his belogings in PINK... I can't belive that kid...

but even so I like what was given to me... he cried anyway bacause I got mad at him... but got over it after I've been forced to but him ice-cream...

hmm... maybe I should change the title to be the worst PINK experiece ever...

Any who... I am HAPPY!! THANK YOU MOTHER AND FATHER!! I love YOU!!! ahum (clears throat) I have to be macho too you know... and well yeah you can guest that I typing with the new present...huhu... so cool...

well wish me luck...

a tale to tell...

salam...

its me again for the therd time today... I'm awake in the middle of the night...(well actually its not in the middle of the night yet.. its only 11:03) I couldn't fall asleep... I'll try to be serious this time...

I couldn't fall asleep thinking about how I didn't inform about the reason why I am suddenly blogging in English... well...
1st reason- tomorrow I'm having my English test...(not the main reason...)
2nd reason-my friends and I communicate in English(also not the main reason...)
3rd reason- I feel much comfortable telling certainties in English...(that's my main reason...)

actually I have a tale to tell... more like a confession...
owh man I'm blushing... huhuhu...
back to business... not far from my seat I can see a person... a person whom I never thought I would find... that person is like a reflection of myself... every day I come to school I always look at that person wondering if the person is actually thinking the same thing as I am right at that very moment...

always watching that person from afar... like a stray cat on the streets... opps!! thoroughly looking at the person's every move...
every move and everything that person does is exactly as I would do...
mesmerised by the person's action I began slowly have an interest in the person...

every morning I would wait until the person comes and puts one's bag and just run off to go and buy breakfast...

I would wait until the school bell rings... but sometimes I wonder does the person waits for me...?
if the person does then what will it be like...??

I wonder what it'll be like if i never came to her... because I didn't know any better...as for the day to come I surely would want the person to be like this... I meant NOT to be like the skeleton women...

the unknown name is still a mystery to me... tired... sleepy... thanks... for tuning in.. to mrfrog.fm at tut tut radio station...

adios amigo...!!

OMO! FOOOOOD!!!

salam...

a very good evening I bid to the honourable judges, my loving yet cruel teacher and last but... well of course the least... I mean NOT the least my fantastic friends...
huhu... just practicing for the so BIG competiton (f.y.i I was forced into doing this, I DID NOT DESIRE THIS... sob sob)... where is my teddy bear...?

anyway forget about the midnight mic testing lets get back to the story for today... owh! and this time I actually wrote a title how good is that?! ( hey I should have credit for something I did right... finally...)

speaking of food.. the idea of me craving for something makes me feel... uncomfortable... well because only pregnant women crave for food, I'm not saying I'm pregnant! its just... well they asked about a lot of... odd things...
how odd? hmm... how about them craving for banana brain... huh..?? I meant monkey brain... ( don't go bananas just yet froggy..) well don't ask me how I know about this I just have experience in this.....

hey! don't get the wrong idea okey! I'm NOT OLD... well not that old... I can still be considered young... I think...

ahum..(clears throat) we'll put uncertainties behind us and lets keep swimming... lets keep swimming, lets keep swimming, lets keep swimming swimming OH! Nemo!! um I WAS saying that.. only (fatties are excluded... no offence..) pregnant people crave for things... but now I'm actually craving for something... well bad news its not food... its just that nowadays I always want to hear B2st/Beast... (if you don't know its a band, a Korean band... with 6 people...and amazing voices...) everyday their songs will haunt my mind... their faces come on my dreams... ( and I'm not gay...) and....

every day I shock! SHOCK!
I'm sorry jebal naege.... umm... I don't know the rest of the lyrics.... (still singing...)

I know I'm a bad singer... but you don't have to rub it in my beautiful face... sob..sob..sob..
any way (happy again) if you don't know them yet you should really go check them out go! GO! GOOGLE THEM NOW!! quick before the world ends... passengers please stay calm in your seats because the pilot is completely sane... I hope...

well for you people out there... if you want to be famous be famous fair and circle-ly don't go sign a contract with a devil you'll end up regreting it for the rest of your lives... live like a free man BE a free man... just.. don't sell yourself for free cause no ones buying... unless your on fire... latterly on fire... well zombies have to eat too!!

and for the dearest wives out there don't crave for banana brains... monkey brains... they taste discussing... and last but NOT least if all you ladies like Korean bands don't go toooooo crazy about them... just cillex... ( truthfully I don't even know what that means...)

therefore I end my speech...Thank you, thank you you're so kind...

arggghhhh...!!

salam...

don't worry about the title its not that I've gone crazy or anything its just that I don't really know what to put for the title.... I want everyone to just calm down..
yes sit down and KEEP READING!!

ahum (clear throat) okey back to business...
Hi! I'm back! after such along time.... I think from a mellenium ago... hmm.. I actually forgot what i wanted to say... hmm... owh! remembered!

I just visited this new blog (she finally told me-well retold- her url...bwahaha) and its awesome! the first time I laid my eyes on it.. it made me feel... scared... and frightened... hehe... mesmerised by the emotion she puts in her writings (though their not actually hers... but the computer's) and it actually thought me how to successfully blog... (not that I didn't know how to blog... its just... complicated... what?! I have a life too you know!... people...)
any ways despite the emo-ness of the THING I mean art (no offence dude)... i find it cool to follow it and listenig(more like reading) the blog is needed to sustain a perfect ecosystem...

hey its just me trying to be smart... or the other way around... well who knows... except you.... there are exceptions okey...

bloggong is awesome try it some times... and be... funny don't be boring... like mr frog here! (whisper... maybe...)
hey! i heard that! well some people just couldn't speak slowly.... or not SPEAK at all...

well i guest this is the time I tell you something like the moral of the story or something... well guest what... I don't have any ... kriik...kriik..kriik...
okey that is not funny... well what I'm trying to say is that when ever someone does something like blogging for instance, it doesn't matter how the person does it or how fun it is... what's important is that person does it because she/he has good intentions that's what counts... and don't count number after this okey? I don't want to be the one teaching you inappropriate things...
hope you have something out of the little things in life... your life not mine!