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You can call me Rad. I'm madly in love with Rihanna Robyn Fenty. I'm 18 years old, grows a year older every 16th July. I love dancing, laughing & eating. I have high metabolism, that's why I don't really gain weight; and I hate it. And I'm an avid foodie. I eat food when I'm hungry & bored. I'm afraid of elephants, teletubbies & evil clowns. I'm disgusted with poisonous & stinging creatures too. Example given, the bee & the hornet. RAD stands for: R - Romantic A - Amazing, Adorable & Addictive D - Deranged I can be your friend, your enemy or whatsoever. I like quoting. So if you can't handle me at my worst, you can't get me at my best. To me, love means putting someone first before yourself. Add me up & we could talk. I don't believe in fairy tales, but sometimes, life needs fantasy to make our lives feel the magic.



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Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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I know, it's only the first day of school and teachers have drove me mad. Buy this, buy that. Don't wear this, apply the golden rule and draw a line. I've gotta' say, the new student handbook is pimp-thing. It's a good thing Boy weren't online right now, or else I won't be sleeping. Curse the insomniac and curse the damned phone. I wanted to slack around with Skanks but my body was saying no, cause' I'm already starting to spin from my insides. Freaky eh? There's assembly tomorrow and I'm kinda lazy to go cause' second days aren't my thing. Yoho.

I've pledged the next week so that I'll go to school like a regular kid. It's prolly gonna be 5 solid days of dawdling in front of the teachers. It may seem that I'm havin so much fun here without you, Love. But I yearn for you every minute you're away... And the hair is still not touched by the sharp object. Afa offered to trim it for me tomorrow. But the question is, can you do it? I suppose so I'll give it a try. Gosh dear, I miss you. How's the Saturday's plan sey? And to the english teacher, you said "we'll draw the line and we can have fun. There's no such thing as a pulchritude. Don't be ridiculous."

I found this in my Friendster inbox:

"I can be myself when I am with you. Your idea of romance is dim lights, soft music, and just the two of us. Because you make me feel like I have never felt before. I can tell you anything, and you won't be shocked. Your undying faith is what keeps the flame of our love alive. You and me together, we can make magic. We're a perfect match. Thinking of you, fills me with a wonderful feeling. Your love gives me the feeling, that the best is still ahead. You never give up on me, and that's what keeps me going. You are simply irresistible. I love you because you bring the best out of me. Your terrific sense of humor. Everytime I look at you, my heart misses a beat. You're the one who holds the key to my heart. You always say what I need to hear. You havetaught me the true meaning of love. Love is, what you mean to me - and you mean everything. You are my theme fora dream. I have had the time of my life and I owe it all to you. And, of course, your intelligence, 'cause you were smart enough to fall in love with me."

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