I.AM.SO.BLOODY.TIRED

sigh*

but it was STILL an awesome day lol

this moring during tadarus i dunnoe why i got soo much semangat sampai i convinced Stephanie and Narishma to teman me and lari one round padang. So proud of me, seh! ACTUALLY EXERCISED man..haha

but then started sweating then i wanted to run again coz d air was still cold then kan when air cold and u feel hot sure u run then damn syok laa...woah, best gyler! but then steph malas so just me n Narishma eni lari again..lol

then masa PJ habis dy Azri a.k.a Irza ajak me roll to teacher on the padang..so we LITERALLY started rolling..then Anna plak seybok came and rolled with us..then that time was masa form 3 rehat..so basically Junior saw us la..and they were laughing..but thats ok,, coz i was laughing 1000000000 times harder! LOL

then we went to makan Char-kuey Bakar!!best gyler x infinity!!!
at first ryte cannot get taxi uno..
so after a while i got pissed la coz EVERY taxi sure got people uno..mostly coz of the SSI kids la..i mean dah la FRIDAY..very susah wanna get taxi..so i started cursing every taxi that passed by..lol it was..more FUN than actual frustration la..LOL

the we had to pass by Convent la coz the place was near Wisma there[ near the TGIFridays at JOTIC there..] so we simply la started saying OMG!!H1N1!!lol

we diden mean it tho..so any budak Convent dont marah la..sorry, k.

then finally dapat jgak taxi..so we just masuk our bag inside la..coz we from school ryte so of coz la carry the heavy school bag..then when near wisma there got another taxi..i found out later that the bloody taxi driver mata duitan and cekik darah mintak RM10 cab fare uno ish teruk seh! dah la dekat nak mati tergolek then over2 nak mintak banyak2..ish

so finally left me, mummy Jia Ying, Billa and Nawa walking
[psst! actually, i jaln coz i nak exercise la..kire i amik kesempatan also la..LOL]

haha so fun la..me n Jia Ying started using the PBSM chant while walking..actually, i think it made us faster...SOOO much faster..

then we made jokes la bout Amazing Race Asia..serious it was like we all pandai2 join ARA the we became the last team coz xde taxi..if u watch it then uno when x dpt taxi sure they will out the music mcm suspens gyler2 laaa..LOL

haha next time me n Jia Ying go SRA together...after i go with my sis..lol

but after all our hard work, sweating oceans, and roasting in the sun sampai jgak! and they were all like CLAPPING for us! haha the other ppl at the place there so blur like what the hell happened la? but we x bother them la..x kesah ponnn!!LOL

OMG Ais Kacang best GYLER80!!!!!!!but then not fair la Billa's ais kacang got extra2 CHOCOLATE! so i got curi sket2 la..LOL BILLA, ME BEBE,, I LAP U!!!LOL

then i curi Anna's nasi goreng cendawan and Vivian's Penag Laksa

lol

the char quey bakar so YUMMY!!!aaaaah*

then time to blaaa....
so me n jia ying took a bus to Omega..Jaafar also..but then she turun at cs there to get another bus home..

the during bio when teacher masuk Hamsha dared me to say hi to teacher..
so i said hi
lol
i wasnt thingking laaa..
lol
but then he looked haha
with a blur face like what the hell is going on?
haha should have seen it la, flipping funny! haha

what the flamingo, man...LOL

then at night plak i went and saw TRANSFORMERS!!!!

OMG!!!!AWESOME-EST MOVIE, EVER!!!!!!!

BETTER GO SEE!!

i seriously LOVED it! the fighting scenes were freaking UN-BE-LEIVE-A-BLE!!!!!!!!!!!
and Josh Duhamel is UNBELEIEABLY HOTTTTTTT!!!!OMG!!!!!

LOVED him in the movie! Agent Lennox, his chareacter

i now know why its entitled Rise Of The Fallen

AWESOMEEEEEE!!!!!

oh ya..i bought 2 new t-shirts from Attack Jeans today..lol
and Khai belanja-ed me ice cream..yummy!LOL
thank you Khai! make sure u scream at Shanthini!!!lol
no, im serious

one shirt says "Now Lets Focus On Me"
lol i HAD to buy it! SO FUNNY!HAHA

MUST.WATCH.TRANSFORMERS:RISE OF THE FALLEN.AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

or maybe i just buy dvd also cukup la...lol

o ya...i got flu now..started sneezing like hell when i left the cinema..
damn, bloody flu!!

SAKIT UNO MY NOSE..cry2!!

OMG the Linkin Park song New Divide is AWESOME, btw..

Oh.My.Bloody.Shit!!!

LEONIEEEEEEE!!!!

LIONIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

LEO NINIEEE!!!!

DONT SAYYY THAAAATTTT!!!!!

ok, i kind of found out bout that particular post from anna n azri and they were'nt so clear bout it so i was..concerned..but i wasn't that worried..i thought u were gonna be ok..

UNTILL I READ IT!

OMG LEONIEEEE!!!

promse me you'll never say it again

promise me u didn't mean it

promise me you'll never think about it again

promise me you wont do it

just

promise



if i ever had a problem
i would say it would be feeling helpless, useless, and all the other less2[but not less as in lesbo ah! im STRAIGHT OK! lol okok,, serioud sket..]

WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING??????

u KNOW we're your "family"!
as lilo said "ohana means family, family means no one gets left behind or forgetten" or something like that..or at least i THINK that's what she said......dang! i suck at memeory thinggy-stuffs..

okok,, i HAVE to stop getting distracted

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in this slinghtly stuffy, but otherwise beautiful and seemingly innocent, harmless and peacefull night..TO KNOCK SOME SENSE INTO LEONIE'S HEAD.

ok, i KNOW im abit ketinggalan coz mummy and my two kakak pendek beat me to that but for granny's sake and well being, i have to do SOMETHING..

ok, first of all
Leonie seriously SELF INJURY..please just DONT EVEN GO THERE!!IM SACRED!! IM A BLOODY CHICKEN WHEN PEOPLE CUT THEMSELVES!!

i know this fro personal experiences..i never actually outright told anyone but sometimes when im INSANELY PISSED i DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO

i DONT KNOW how to stop the pain

the anger

the frustration

the smiling then turned to crying images of the people whom i THINK love me if i were to BLEED TO DEATH [coz this was alwyas my concern when it came to slitting wrists]

i WANTED to slit my wirsts

I tried my best to MAKE myself do it..

but i just COULDNT

I AM CHICKEN

and i've never been more proud

and im proud of you too coz as far as i know u chickened out too

GO CHICKEN!

LOL

SECONDLY

you dont have to change ANYTHING to fit in [although maybe u need to chill once in a while but everyone gets stressed and being a perfectionist u get more stressed, no? concluion: ABSTAIN FROM PERFECTION!!LOL]

to fit in u need to be YOU

no one else

just YOU

now, slowly...

say it with me

JUST

YOOOUUUUUU


ok, breathe

also leone

seriously..

BROWN????????

why am i in BROWN?????

lol

ok la..

it means im a CHOCOLATE!!!]


YUMMY!!!

granny, can i eat me?

please??

pretty please???

wait..would this be considered CANIBALISM if u were to eat YOUSELF??

hmmm....think about it.....


INTIHANYA, [lol BM..]

LEONIE sepatutnya berganding bahu menggembleng tenga bersama keluarganya agar modal insan bagi diri LEONIE dapat dicapai selaras dengan Wawasan Cuckoo-Head.

LOL

[223 patah perkataan]

lol

yay, habis RUMUSAN!!

FULL MARKS!!!

HAHA

YAY LIONIEE!!
if u need anything

u KNOW mummy Jia Ying and the adik bongsu[me!LOL] will be in the back..
then we call my two kakak pendek and they'll try to strangle u with the plastic bag again

LOL

one last thing to Azri: ARE YOU SITTING OR STANDING????HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA
SOMEBODY kena during CHEM seh! haha
magician la u, standing but then sitting..LOL

yay for Yankee!!lol

awwwwwwwwww

DOUBLE AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW [man, i just feel like hugging him, here]

this is my favouritest, of favouritest of favouritest picture of all!! i mean just look at the guy!! aint' he sooooo cute! awwwwwwww

i found it!!

If I'm from the street
What I am is not gangster or thug, (Welcome to the remix!)
Do not be confused,
Nor pliers or sucker,
I am a singer, (History baby!)
We show in my song,
Not envious,
Therefore God gave me the blessing,
I have money,
Huelemelo,
No need to throw,
No bastard ...
Yo soy Arcangel (Prrra!)
Magician in this motherfucker,
The push away without ná,
So quiet estate,
What if I crook my Callejon te van a mandar a rafagazo, E
state quietly, (PR!)
Arcangel wonder star of your failure .

You know that we are in the streets, (Daddy!)
There are breeding and heart, (Making history!)
Feel the fire (to make history!)
The rules of the game put me ... (You want more pressure, ha!)
(You know my time is it, you know my time is it Daddy!)

Because we are street
There are breeding and heart, (They joined forces!)
Feel the fire (of the Ghezzy!)
The rules of the game put me ...

I'm no assassin but pull when necessary,
I do not want to be just a brash talent neighborhood
Make No Mistake,
I also have guns in my inventory,
And in the section of the newspaper obituaries,
Your corillo counted several
To the cowards who instead of balls seem to have ovaries,
As a child, I lived the street daily,
Change the Glock into the microphone,
Now kill the scene ...
Offspring, develop and was not my fault,
Villa in Spain and La Perla joceando to day,
Siquitria killed my partner, who knows?
That death could have been mine ...

One who breaks the rules,
the rule is rompele face Piglets stolen,
Pical afuerza hand of bullets,
To see the face of dropping tears lie,
You need insecticide Mosquitoes that carry dengue and pervete boconeo,
Respect is not recovered at the time of fogoneo,
My street is my street and even worse,
Yo vengo de Ponce,
My street is native
Top Puerto Rican snoring ...

I'm from the street
Hell yeah, I'm from the block
, Where niggas got the big guns pack And get your ass drop,
Where you learn to jocear and make money
Also where you learn that the lives of sincere ready,
Yeah, we are in the top of the cops,
No matter if I want to give time in the federal
Ah, ah, yeah,
I am a total area of talent,
And I keep a daily block, nigga!

You know that we are in the streets, (Daddy! PR!)
There are breeding and heart, (we who commands the pitch)
Feel the fire
The rules of the game put me ... (The people's favorite!)

Because we are street
There are breeding and heart,
Feel the fire, (Julio Voltio!)
The rules of the game put me ... (Hey yo Voltage

So before you go,
I'm dumb, blind and deaf,
And while walking is a quiet riot abortion,
In my car in Regueros are covered with an awning,
Many escrachan guillaos of big fish,
Neighborhoods, villages, these are the same (of course!)
There is always a Chota thousand abnormal
The point, rifles, enemies, the federal
When problems occur, uhmm, no one goes ...

Women give for cash ass,
The BICHOT, the gangster, the cool,
The world is yours,
The idiot is that everyone thinks like you and me,
To find what the world wants him,
There is starting the murmurs,
Peli by strapping by Chabas, drug,
And they say it's for pride,
You nailed the JEVA,
Kill you back, (Come on!)
This is a jungle (Chyno Ny!)
Nobody here except ... (Yo!)

Many aspire to lead this kind of life,
Here the options do not change and poverty that forces me,
We do not tolerate Listeria
If you Chota in the mouth if you're in the belly comelón,
Many say they are but viran lines,
Street and say they have yet to see the avenue,
Calma jaw chatterbox,
You have no heart or Valentine's Day ...

You know that we are street T
here are breeding and heart,
Feel the fire
The rules of the game put me ...

Because we are in the streets, (Okay, you want more tension then?)
There are breeding and heart, (I Coscu Hey! Come on man!)
Feel the fire, (I Got Your Back Man)
The rules of the game put me ... (LET THEM KNOW)

I'm already tired of hearing the stories of BICHOT, fekas,
From time and equipment down kilos of lard in the suitcase,
A microphone inside the cable Huddy,
And the guy shot up the middle in the tecate Churil,
Crazy, people think they are aware and have cria,
Together fifteen pa rob a bakery,
Click walk without battery and dyes in the Kia,
For those leaving insecterias strip dia ...
In the district all know how the smoke bat
There are many underground by making nonsense,
You put your number or you pa start rowing,
This is PR, you know we do ... (The 40 Plus!)

I'm burning mouth putting your name on record,
And until you've seen out with pal filled vest
It trembles, when in the neighborhood sound wolves,
You gave to twelve, but look at those eyes?
Listen, if these people are giving me trili and laughter,
Looking for collars, but will be living with ash,
O line or will be ghosts in the breeze,
Temperature, if the Yankee clothes as pieces ...

You know that we are in the streets, (Daddy Yankee is not a singer ...)
There are breeding and heart, (Daddy Yankee is the movement!)
Feel the fire
The rules of the game put me ... (Ladies and gentlemen!)

Because we are street (Be grateful for the support to the head ...)
There are breeding and heart, (Closing with finishing touch!)
Feel the fire
The rules of the game put me ... (Breaking the rules!)

Hey if chamako pistols not so tightly,
Eat alive anyone who will climb the chops,
Gangstersito!
Spread fear in your madness,
But do not respect Daddy, and the jodedor tall
Gangstersito!
You passed the limit,
A toad can not pee in the land of princes,
In war you were involved,
We got much voltage to the index finger ...
Now your head is an auction,
They are offering cash, kilos of books and Baby Rasta,
Hot pal chest rum Ñejo,
Or die as a brave or live like a dick,
As this thing any child of the neighbor
Easy as you have lunch with rice peep Chinese,
You fly the eyebrows, is the movie's live Guelo,
To save you Arcangel De La Ghetto-fire ...

Prrra!
Daddy!
Dice!
Incredible!
We diktats
The rules street
From 80 to infinity,
Puerto Rico,
The creators of urban movement ...
Talento de Barrio!
Once again!
The Boss!

woohoo!!I.AM.AWESOME!!!!!LOL

ok, just so i can find it again, i'll put up the link here:
http://translate.google.com/translate_t#enesBoss%20Lady

cool! i translated Boss Lady!LOL
Jefe Dama

I AM TOTALLY ADDICTED TO THIS SONG!!!!!
and ITS IN SPANISH!!
so i dont understand A THING! but that dosent matter much..i just LOVE the song!
awesome beat!wheeeee!!






Somos De Calle[remix]



Yo si soy de la calle,
Lo que no soy es gangster ni matón, (Welcome to the remix!)
No te confundas,
Tampoco alicate ni mamón,
Yo soy cantante, (History baby!)
Te lo demuestro en mi canción,
A nadie envidio,
Por eso Dios me da la bendición,
Tengo dinero,
Huelemelo,
Sin necesidad de tirarle,
A ningún cabrón...
Yo soy Arcangel, (Prrra!)
Mago en esta pendejá,
Los desaparezco sin esforzarme ná,
Asi que estate quieto,
Que si te pillo por mi callejon te van a mandar un rafagazo,
Estate quieto, (PR!)
Arcangel la maravilla protagonista de tu fracaso...

Tú sabes que somos de calle, (Daddy!)
Hay cría y corazón, (Making history!)
Siente el fuego, (Haciendo historia!)
Las reglas del juego las pongo yo... (Usted quiere mas presion, ja!)
(You know my time is it, you know my time is it Daddy!)


Porque somos de calle,
Hay cria y corazon, (Se unieron las fuerzas!)
Siente el fuego, (De La Ghezzy!)
Las reglas del juego las pongo yo...

No soy sicario pero jalo cuando es necesario,
No quiero ser temerario solo un talento de barrio,
No te equivoques,
también tengo pistolas en mi inventario,
Y en el periodico en la seccion de obituarios,
De tu corillo contarás a varios,
A los cobardes que en vez de cojones parecen tener ovarios,
De niño,
viví la calle a diario,
Cambie la glock por el micrófono,
Ahora mato en escenario...
Crías, desarrolle y no fue culpa mia,
En Villa España y La Perla joceando to los dias,
Mataron a mi socio Siquitria,Sabe que!?
Que esa muerte pudo haber sido la mia...

Aquel que rompe las reglas,
la regla es rompele la cara,
Lechones que roban,
picale la mano afuerza de balas,
Para verle la cara soltando lagrimas de embuste,
Usted necesita insecticida,
Mosquitos que cargan el dengue y pervete boconeo,
EL respeto no se recupera a la hora del fogoneo,
Mi calle es calle y mi ciudad ES PEOR,
Yo vengo de Ponce,
Mi calle es de nativa,
arriba boricua ronque...

Soy de la calle,
Hell yeah,
I'm from the block,
Where niggas got big guns the pack And get Your ass drop,
Donde se aprende a jocear y a hacer dinero,
Tambien donde se aprende que el listo vive del mas sincero,
Yeah, we are in the top of the cops,
No importa si me quieren dar tiempo en la federal,
Ah, ah, yeah,
Total soy un talento de barrio,
Y en bloque me mantengo a diario, nigga!

Tu sabes que somos de calle, (Daddy! PR!)
Hay cria y corazon, (Nosotros somos los que comandamos La brea)
Siente el fuego,
Las reglas del juego las pongo yo... (Los favoritos del PUEBLO!)

Porque somos de calle,
Hay cría y corazon,
Siente el fuego, (Julio Voltio!)
Las reglas del juego las pongo yo... (Hey yo Voltaje)

Por eso tu vas antes,
Que yo soy mudo, ciego y sordo,
Y ando calladito aunque halla un motin aborto,
En mi carro en los regueros se tapan con un toldo,
Muchos se escrachan guillaos de peces gordos,
Los barrios, los caserios, tos son iguales, (Claro!)
Siempre hay un chota, mil anormales,
El punto, los rifles, enemigos, los federales,
Cuando hay problemas, uhmm, nadie sale...

Por dinero las mujeres dan culo,
El bichote, el gangster, el chulo,
El mundo es tuyo,
La pendejá es que todo el mundo piensa como tu y yo,
To el mundo quiere buscarse lo suyo,
Hay es que empiezan los murmullos,
Peliando por flejes, por chabos, por droga,
Y dicen que es por el orgullo,
Te clavan la jeva,
Te matan de espalda, (Come on!)
Esto es una selva, (Chyno Ny!)
Aqui nadie te salva... (Yo!)

Muchos aspiran llevar este tipo de vida,
Aquí las opciones no varían y la pobreza me obliga,
No toleramos Listeria,
Si Eres chota en la boca si eres comelón en la barriga,
Muchos dicen que son líneas pero se viran,
Dicen ser calle y todavía no han visto la avenida,
Calma la mandíbula parlanchín,
Usted no tiene corazón ni en el día de San Valentín...

Tu sabes que somos de calle,
Hay cria y corazon,
Siente el fuego,
Las reglas del juego las pongo yo...


Porque somos de calle, (Okey, tu quieres mas tension entonces!?)
Hay cria y corazon, (Hey yo Coscu! Come on man!)
Siente el fuego, (I Got Your Back Man)
Las reglas del juego las pongo yo... (LET THEM KNOW)


Ya yo estoy harto de escuchar los cuentos de bichotes, fekas,
De cuando bajaban kilos y aparatos de manteca en la maleta,
Un micrófono de cables adentro del huddy,
Y el tipo tiro al medio hasta los tecatos en el Churil,
Loco, la gente creen que dan corriente y tienen cria,
Se juntan quince pa asaltar una panaderia,
Tecleo bateria y andan sin los tintes en el Kia,
Por insecterias de esas los dejan tiraos de dia...
En el barrio todos saben como el humo se bate,
Hay muchos bajo tierra por hacer disparates,
Te pones pa tu numero o te parten el remo,
Esto es PR, tu sabes como lo hacemos... (La Plus 40!)

Estoy que me arde la boca poniendo nombre en tu record,

Y hasta te he visto saliendo pal colmado con chaleco,

Se que tiembla, cuando en el barrio suenan los lobos,

Le diste a doce pero a cuantos miraste a los ojos?

Oyeme esta gente si son trili y me dan risa,

Buscan vida con collares pero seran ceniza,

O se alinean o seran fantasmas con la brisa,

Temperatura, si Yankee los arropa como trizas...

Tu sabes que somos de calle, (Daddy Yankee no es un CANTANTE...)

Hay cria y corazon, (Daddy Yankee es EL movimiento!)

Siente el fuego,

Las reglas del juego las pongo yo... (Damas y Caballeros!)

Porque somos de calle, (Se le agradece el apoyo al jefe...)

Hay cria y corazon, (Cerrando con broche de oro!)

Siente el fuego,

Las reglas del juego las pongo yo... (Rompiendo las reglas!)

Hey chamako si las pistolas no tan aprietan,

Se comen vivo a cualquiera que se le trepen las chuletas,

Gangstersito!

Sembraste el miedo con tu locura,

Pero no te respetan papi, como al jodedor de altura,

Gangstersito!

Pasaste el limite,

Un sapo no puede mear en tierra de principes,

En la guerra fuiste participe,

Le metiste mucho voltaje al dedo indice...

Ahora por tu cabeza hay una subasta,

Estan ofreciendo cash, kilos y libretas de Baby Rasta,

Caliente pal pecho como el ron de Ñejo,

O mueres como un valiente o vives como un pendejo,

Asi como esta la cosa cualquier hijo de vecino

Te almuerza bien facil como peeper con arroz chino,

Te vuelan las cejas, se viven la movie del Guelo,

Con Arcangel te salve del fuego De La Ghetto...

Prrra!

Daddy!

Dice!

Increible!

Nosotros dictamos,

Las reglas callejeras,

Desde los 80, hasta el infinito,

Puerto Rico,

Los creadores del movimiento urbano...

Talento de Barrio!

Once again!

El Jefe!

as you can see, after some time my computer merajuk and diden listen to me..so it rebelled..damn computer..sigh* nevermind..

i STILL dont know whats d song about..

so i am going to find d translation..untill then just listen to the song coz im pretty sure the beat is gonna have u banging your head[like me! i do that a lot, it seems...at least im ENJOYING it..!LOL]