Helo people.Tajuk sorry tu maksudnya sorry tak update lagi.Huwawawa.Sebab ada banyak benda penting lagi kena buat.Ada paham?Ada tiga tajuk kan?Tajuk pertama adalah.....JENG,JENG,JENG!
SEKOLAH!!!!!!Tadi kat sekolah,cikgu kelas cakap semua kena turun bilik rawatan.Semua murid cam what??Then,cikgu sambung.Cikgu cakap ada suntikan nanti.Semua macam beratur kat belakang sekali.Saya beratur kat tengah.Kalau depan,takut lak.Kalau kat belakang,nanti xde org dah.So,di tengah-tengah adalah AWESOME.Pastu semua turun laa ke bilik rawatan sambil pegang tempat yg nak kena suntik tu.Sampai-sampai je,namapak xde satu kelas pon ada.Maksudnya,kami first.Pastu,nurse pun keluar.Semua macam :O Tiba-tiba nurse tu cakap,TIADA SUNTIKAN HARINI.SUNTIKAN PADA HARI ESOK.Semua macam YAY!DAPAT LAA PERSEDIAAN!Ooo yeah!Takut yg teramat lah waktu tuh.Rasa macam nak terkeluar jantung.Kat bilik rawatan tu kena chech tulang and jantung berdegupp.Lol.Takut nya esok.Apakah persediaan ku?X akan datang sekolah esok?X boleh!Nanti kena suntik sorang sorang.Sekarang kem pulaksss.Kem tu buat saya nangis tiga kali:3Huahua.Sensitive laa katakan.Wuwuwuwuwu.Saya ada kakak facilatator jugak.Nama dia Kak Aishah.Dia terlalu AWESOME.And ketua Izzaty.Malam,sebelum tidur,brother sham suruh baca doa banyak banyak.Mualalah gelabah.Pastu Brother Sham kata lagi;Nanti ada jugak org yg diangkat oleh jin ke tempat lain seperti lubang tandas,bumbung and whatever.Saya bersyukur tak ada apa apa jadi kat saya.petang,ibu bapa datang nak ambil anak masing-masing.Mulalah Brother F mula buat orang sedih.Huwawawawawa.Okaylah,Dah penat taip.Bye-bye.
Helo people.Tajuk sorry tu maksudnya sorry tak update lagi.Huwawawa.Sebab ada banyak benda penting lagi kena buat.Ada paham?Ada tiga tajuk kan?Tajuk pertama adalah.....JENG,JENG,JENG!
SEKOLAH!!!!!!Tadi kat sekolah,cikgu kelas cakap semua kena turun bilik rawatan.Semua murid cam what??Then,cikgu sambung.Cikgu cakap ada suntikan nanti.Semua macam beratur kat belakang sekali.Saya beratur kat tengah.Kalau depan,takut lak.Kalau kat belakang,nanti xde org dah.So,di tengah-tengah adalah AWESOME.Pastu semua turun laa ke bilik rawatan sambil pegang tempat yg nak kena suntik tu.Sampai-sampai je,namapak xde satu kelas pon ada.Maksudnya,kami first.Pastu,nurse pun keluar.Semua macam :O Tiba-tiba nurse tu cakap,TIADA SUNTIKAN HARINI.SUNTIKAN PADA HARI ESOK.Semua macam YAY!DAPAT LAA PERSEDIAAN!Ooo yeah!Takut yg teramat lah waktu tuh.Rasa macam nak terkeluar jantung.Kat bilik rawatan tu kena chech tulang and jantung berdegupp.Lol.Takut nya esok.Apakah persediaan ku?X akan datang sekolah esok?X boleh!Nanti kena suntik sorang sorang.Sekarang kem pulaksss.Kem tu buat saya nangis tiga kali:3Huahua.Sensitive laa katakan.Wuwuwuwuwu.Saya ada kakak facilatator jugak.Nama dia Kak Aishah.Dia terlalu AWESOME.And ketua Izzaty.Malam,sebelum tidur,brother sham suruh baca doa banyak banyak.Mualalah gelabah.Pastu Brother Sham kata lagi;Nanti ada jugak org yg diangkat oleh jin ke tempat lain seperti lubang tandas,bumbung and whatever.Saya bersyukur tak ada apa apa jadi kat saya.petang,ibu bapa datang nak ambil anak masing-masing.Mulalah Brother F mula buat orang sedih.Huwawawawawa.Okaylah,Dah penat taip.Bye-bye.
I was in the winter of my life, and the men I met along the road were my only summer.
At night I fell asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing and crying with them.
Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour, and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times.
I was a singer - not a very popular one,
I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken.
But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I'd been living, they asked me why - but there's no use in talking to people who have home.
They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people - for home to be wherever you lay your head.
I was always an unusual girl.
My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean...
And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying...
Because I was born to be the other woman.
Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.
Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road.
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun.
I believe in the person I want to become.
I believe in the freedom of the open road.
And my motto is the same as ever:
"I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself I ride, I just ride."
Who are you?
Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?
I have. I am fucking crazy.
But I am free.
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