okay,so evrybodys heard beyonces version of 'if i were a boy'.now,there's a reply song,featurin R.kelly.some parts of d lyrics r sweet,but sum r just wrong.den,it makes me think,is dis d way how men really feel??here are d lyrics::If I Were A Boy (Remix) (ft. R. Kelly) LyricsIf I were a boyeven just for a dayI'd roll out of
im in love
im in love
yes.u read the title.im in luv.least,dats wut i think for now.but dis love is different.i am,in love,with a guy,that does not treat me ryte.i dont know why.but i cant seem to let him go.y do i say he aint treatin me ryte?cuz he aint treatin me like a girl/lady.i feel awfully cheap wif him.he controls me,n i dont
Racism...;>there is no such thing.
Racism...;>there is no such thing.
Racist,racism,racialism. These are empty words. Hollow rotten logs. its a skin without flesh. thats how void it is. no meaning, no purpose, no GOOD.Its always the issues nowadays.skin colour.from light to dark or otherwise.black, brown, white, tanned. Or maybe its about a person's background. what part of the continent they come from or simply, what 'type' of people
spellin
spellin
last week,we entered this spelling thingy,tried our best and alhamdulillah,got what we desreved?iguess..haha..the scene in the morning was so damn messy.havoc.manic.feverish.crazy.u name it.one thing i've learnt and will always remember(my fthr keeps tellin me about this):::llll>murphy's law,states that,anything and everything that can go wrong,will go wrong at the last minute.owh murphy dear,how true you are.my otha teammates did
april's last week n my comments on MALAYSIAN EDUCATION SYSTEM.
april's last week n my comments on MALAYSIAN EDUCATION SYSTEM.
here i go again.last wednesday, my class teacher put some glue on the back of two sheets of paper,then swiftly pasting it on the 'info board' in the class. 'hurrah'.10 cheers.Our test results have come out.Juz the thing to aggravate my 'oh-ever-sooo-happy'(notice the quotes sign) mood at school. i better stop typing junk and juz reveal the gist
the*-* grueling debate week.
the*-* grueling debate week.
debate.full stop.that week was...unthinkable, inconceivable, indescribable, incredible, unbelievable and all the crap. Livin in this east coast state of malaysia(clue;it starts with a 'k' =p) we only got to know abt the debate, roughly 7 days before the real thing. So we huffed, and puffed and debated all week long.our lovely coach gave us the motion:1st:This house believes
comical u say?
comical u say?
i hate dis background.okay nabs~relax..deep breaths n count to ten.let me giv a recap of what i went thru,startin from two weeks back.firstly,i had dis pantomine thingy that we had to do for our teachers retirement.and so,i gathered up all my close frens as the actor.thot it would be easier since the communication barrier isn there,but oh..how wrong
this week was frenetic.but last week was even more hectic.I so gotta learn how to like manage my time lorr...full of tears and sweat, i enjoyed both the weeks equally.each having their own string of sweet memories.Lets start off with last week.I tell you,being a director,of even a small school play is STRESSFUL!!!i dun hav the experience, however
okay so here it goes
okay so here it goes
heya..im new here.Finally, after the urge of my two coaches*winks* i decided to open a blog.a place where i express my thoughts(meaning to say, EVERYTHING in my head=3) huhu..the last time i open a blog was when i was ..i dunno,ten perhaps?aa...at that young age, the frivolousity and the hazyness,i did not even know what the purpose of
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