"Come with me, my love, to the sea of love"

Miss Koshka
Aisyah, 21, thinks that life is too short.
I don't believe in love, cause it makes people blind and crazy. I believe in Allah, & all the great things He has done. Want to know who's the perfect role model for a hijabi? Not me.
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p/p/s I'm a cat at night.

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Most unlucky day, ever
Thursday, February 11, 2010 || 1:16 AM

And long hand on the clock points at no. 12. So does the short hand.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Short Hand?"
"I think I am, Long hand. It's...."

MY WORST DAY OF 2010. Ok not the worst, but definitely the MOST UNLUCKY DAY OF 2010!
- Two cars got into an accident, and it happened when I was riding right beside them. There was a jam in front, and I admit that I was shocked to see the jam, cause it's like, downhill kind? Yeah, but bike is easy to handle so when I slowed down (I was at Lane 2), I heard a 'thudddddd' sound. Turned my head and saw the 2nd car hitting the back of the 1st car (1st lane). I was shocked, but life has to move on. I don't know whatever that happened after that. I saw the dents and everything like, for a split second. Uh heart pain! And thank God nothing happened to me, cause everyone in front stopped out of a sudden.

- I dropped the bike, at the carpark again. Fucking carpark sia, not on the road! If I riding my bike and fell, OKAY at least understandable. But like double-u-tee-eff at carpark. Then I called home and asked Dad to go down and help. Serious sia, heart pain okay! Scratches, I don't mind, cause can put sticker. Dents? Ah fuck lah, no heart to see my bike tomorrow morning. I didn't even say sorry to Aarav yknow. I'm not a responsible mother!!!! And Singaporeans suck. No one helped me. That one motorist and that one driver, you all will have bad karma!

- And it was so funny cause Harindra was in his Lala land, but still I texted him, cursing fuck like, everywhere. Where was he when I need him? Oh right, sleeping like a little piglet. Haha
Message 1: I fucking drop my back. Fuck i dotmt wanna ride back anymore. Cibai fuck ah
Message 2: Fuck I hate my fucking life...
Then I texted Syikin.
I mean, what the hell is BACK? Bike lah! And and, uhh annoyed.
I'm still annoyed actually, but kind of amused too at the same time.

&this post is not in proper english, but I don't care cause I'm annoyed. Word. Peace <3

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