pretending you're cool is cool;

ahhhh..everbody just loves final exam. it's so fascinating and relaxing, isn't it??

hell NO.

come to me my first paper, 31st of august. i can't wait to meet and kiss you my love, SURVEY. i'm going to knock you down owh yeahh.

i promise i got you.


bayliey;

Was she the reason you stomped on my heart, and moved on so quickly;

i used to hate white. i don't know, it just that the colour didn't fit me quiet well.

but i love white wedding dresses. i love white now.

but still, the next dress that i'll show you guys is totally the bomb.! my favourite! exactly like what i have imagined all this time. the colour, the design, EVERYTHING! it feels so right haha. but i hate the fact im not gonna wear it or else my dad will kill me. i fell in love with it from the very first moment i saw it.

yes, i want to wear black for my wedding. totally.

and hell yes, i want to get married now!



bayliey;

It's been so long now you've forgotten how to smile;

i got my competent license just now. finally, after 6 months of torturous waiting.

and here's the funny part. i swept the house, like usual. then i passed across my brother's room, his room was just hell messy as he is, i can't stand it so i cleaned up his room and his double-hell-messy desk as well. i put all his books in one place, in a right order and good arrangement i guess, so i really hope he will appreciate that.

then there was like one card, small one, written 'for a special baby with a special love'. haha i knew it straight away when i looked at that. i read it, i know it was wrong but i can't help myself staying good. that girl must be seriously brave and im sure it took lots of courage to do that. i don't think it would be right to spill the content here, but ahhh everybody knows love letters right?

finally, final touch, the desk is clean and i put the card next to his handphone. he should notice that when he come back from school in 3 hours. owh come on, i found the card in a million of his books. he should appreciate that girl. at least the card. i mean, she has feelings too hey. and i let my mom read it. im sooo evil. we both laughed and my mom suprised how could someone fell for my brother.

owh mom, tell me something i don't know?


bayliey;

take me somewhere in memory lane;

halllu people with nice hearts and smiles.!

i want to correct this. i THOUGHT my mom was turning 50. but my bad, it supposed to be 48. i know right?? i can't believe i forgot my mom's age! this is sooo unforgivable. kill me.

i told my mom that happy 50 and she turned red and yelling, '48 la baru!!!' and i was like sit there, doing nothing, stunned for a moment. then i was defending myself. seriously 48? coz it seems like forever i've been listening to that. i think it's almost 3 years i've been asking my mom her age and still, i got the same answer. was it my mom's fears in growing old or was it my brain with less neuron?

whatever, im sorry mom. and i just did what u want me to do. mention about the your REAL age in my blog.

(she was really serious and eager about wanted me to clear things up)


bayliey;

it's not over, til it's over so how do we begin;

okay, im so freaking tired today. i slept for only 2 hours. dang. my group mates and i had been dragging our asses off and stayed up for the whole night to finish our project, and now, at this time, we should present it at our lecturer's room. how could that possible because im here now, writing my blog with tears of joy. as for;

no more classes, no more dang shitty assignments, no more quizzes that make me wanna kill myself, and im going home im going home! just one problem, i don't wanna know my carry marks.i bet they are all horrible. (i hope not)

oh boys, i never feel this kind of homesick since i was form 3. can't wait to go home and kiss my guitar with my YM is on for my bff.

and yes, leaving my G at home is a big no-no to me. tensions are rising without that.


bayliey;

speak for yourself honey;

you know you're good. you confident that you're good. because you're famous here? or is it because you're smart?good grades and all that. and people are watching you all the time? i like you. i really do. but i can sense it now that you're not the person you used to be. humble and nice. yeah you still nice.

but i think you're changing, slowly now. i noticed that. and i hate the fact that i should remove you from being my idol.

you are right. people change.



bayliey;

they say we can't measure heart. in fact, we can't measure anything. heart, belongs, needs. we can't measure HOPE.


- Nathan, One Three Hill -


bayliey;

i threw all of your stuff away, then i cleared you out of my head, and i tore you out of my heart.


bayliey;

it's like you're leech, sucking my life from me;

okay,

now tell me, who likes kouru?ben? i think they are awesome! for heaven's sake sometimes i don't get it how could some people be so talented and gifted?? if only i know how to draw, or sew, or how to fix my 17th earphones, how to solve the dang assignments in 18 minutes or at least how to cook like my mom, i will be so grateful and happy that i could die.

and i love reading MANGA too. japanese's cartoonists are so funny and they just know how to make the stories interesting and keep people's eyes on it for hours. i can finish 8 books in one day. my friend said it's not good as it keeps me fantasize all the time, but hey, i won't go that far okie.

and i don't understand, seriously don't understand, why it's always the stories about girls chasing guys? or a girl that fell in love with a guy, hiding her feelings, girls that confess their love for guys, it's always about girls that make the first move. but it's okay with me. because i think i am one of them. gosh, confession.

bayliey;

i hate myself for being stiff-necked;

when the final is just another few weeks, the lecturers always cancel their classes.
what can i say.
i love it.


seriously, im freakin' love it.
well who doesn't?


bayliey;

mom's name,

mdm rahmah daud.

i always adore you. red for love.

happy birthday ibu;

today's my mom's birthday.
i still can't manage to call her. my phone is out of credit but yeah, still my fault. no excuses.
but i just want you to know mom, that i love you. so much. i couldn't give the world to you, but at least i will dedicate my life for you.
said i'd die for you, and i would.

we always fight. but i will always come back to you.
because you are my life.

happy birthday mom. you're 50 now.
but you don't look your age. at all. ask the neighbours.

wait till i get my 1st salary, i will buy you a wardrobe full of jeffery archer's and sydney sheldon's books.


bayliey;

ame penah cakap kat aku,

'kau ni kalau makan yek yek jek eh'

dengan muke hairan berkerut pandang aku.

'asal?'

'yela,makan yek yek jek kan. macam mende tu sedap sangat'

aku senyum jek. aku rase tekak aku mmg tak kesah. nasi kawah ke, nasi hangit ke, kurang garam ke, semua aku telan. nak buat canne. aku me mang suke makan.

and aku suke gile tengok orang makan dengan berseleranye. sangat cumel.


bayliey;

i always find that morning glory is a symbol of the beginning of a new day.


-khairunie-





bayliey;

you can't hold me back no more, your not even worth me writing lyrics for;

it's 11.11 am.
in 'Witch Yoo-Hee' korean drama series, the hero said this to the witch,

'look, it's 11.11 . if you're looking at the clock with these numbers showing up, it means that somebody is thinking of you.'

but why whenever im looking at this time, i THINK of you?



bayliey;