hola! i think blood and gore are awesome. i like a wide range of music. cobra starship should rule the world.
fall out boy is king. screamorockrapkpopandmorerock.
i am totally aware of the fact that this blog is more than dead.
hi .
i think i miss you . i think i miss you . i think i like you . i think i hate you .
they are all different people .
infatuation is just another name for insanity.
most people infatuate. heavily or not. and sometimes, infatuation is mixed up for love. and that, leads to craziness. well, in my eyes at least. and nobody actually bothers about my point of view. so maybe i should just shut up before someone else comes up to me and tell me that i should just die.
twentysixdays. well no one actually gives a shit.
boy you just a goody two shoes.
HI. I AM HAPPY AS I HAVE FINALLY BOUGHT "HOT MESS."
Cassandra is now obsessed with Faizal Isa. HAHA. And basically half of the "malay girl" population is obsessed with Farhan Shah. Uhm.
Okay. And as for me, I don't really care. Except Farhan does have nice hair. But, I've seen that hair since forever. Kay, shut up Z.
Anyways, I probably should be studying. No actually, I REALLY should be studying. But as you can see, I'm not. What I AM doing is Facebook(Oh man, how did I get addicted to this?), blogging about idek what crap, and listening to the very new, very awesome and yet very expensive album I just bought. God, I am so screwed. Zahrah, you must study. Now. Ok go.
(...)
My house feels so empty at this hour. What with my dad not around. Apparently, he's in KL now with practically the whole family. How the hell did KL become the new gathering centre? Like, what. Ok usually, my dad would be in his room doing god-knows-what with his laptop/phone. And even though I hardly even notice him around, the house still feels empty-like. What only. I don't make any sense.
I should probably shut up or something. Not like anybody even reads this.
I feel bad for not letting Nazie(Cool or what? I was too lazy to type your name.) and whoever else come over yesterday. Z, WANT TO COME OVER LIKE NOW? WAIT, NO, SOMEONE'S COMING OVER AT 830. WANT TO COME OVER AT 9PM? (?!?!?) Uhm, okay merepek semacam.
Okay, my aunt rocks. She bought like, 478324774 clothes from London for me.
& uh, my nenek is super merepek and annoying sometimes.
kthxbye.
btw, i have more than one song in my playlist.
UHM WTF. ROFLMAO.
T: Will you be my girlfriend? Z: No. T: WHAT!? WHY. T: Where the fuck, where tell me where, where the fuck did you fucking get the balls to reject me. Where, where, take me to the store where you bought the balls to reject me?! Z: ROFLMAO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM?!
i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth .
So wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you DOWN. I'll watch you CHOKE. You look so good in blue.
I am in desperate need of therapy. And letting lose. And GOD I hate PMS. It's just too complicated. Whatever. I had a lot to say initially, but I decided not to. Btw, falloutboy makes me feel better. I think I'll go write later on. But I really should be studying.
Anyways. Maybe it's true what so many people are saying nowadays. Maybe people just aren't what they seem to be. Maybe, even if you've known someone for a long time, you don't actually know them. I know I shouldn't be doubting myself and what we've shared. But if this is where things seem to be going, then, you can't really do much about it. And neither can I. And maybe, it's true what they said. Nothing can last forever. Not even this. Even though, I really really really wanted it to. It's time to move on and get the fuck over it.
OH. Speaking of not knowing people. I bet you guys have heard of a certain girl called Nazierah that I used to loathe months before and somehow Aly, July and I were dissing about her. Alot. I think I even had a masterplan to destroy her. (sorry.)
BUUUUT. I guess I was influenced. Not saying I am easily influenced. I don't think I'm that gullible/naive. At least I hope I'm not. Back to the point...
She's not bad really. Actually, she's pretty nice. And funny. And well just fun. :) Hey, I'm blogging about you again. XD iloveyoubyatch.
oh damn love is a strong word. okay, maybe not. alah, whatever.
zoro/;
yes.
i am totally aware of the fact that this blog is more than dead.
hi .
i think i miss you . i think i miss you . i think i like you . i think i hate you .
they are all different people .
infatuation is just another name for insanity.
most people infatuate. heavily or not. and sometimes, infatuation is mixed up for love. and that, leads to craziness. well, in my eyes at least. and nobody actually bothers about my point of view. so maybe i should just shut up before someone else comes up to me and tell me that i should just die.
twentysixdays. well no one actually gives a shit.
boy you just a goody two shoes.
HI. I AM HAPPY AS I HAVE FINALLY BOUGHT "HOT MESS."
Cassandra is now obsessed with Faizal Isa. HAHA. And basically half of the "malay girl" population is obsessed with Farhan Shah. Uhm.
Okay. And as for me, I don't really care. Except Farhan does have nice hair. But, I've seen that hair since forever. Kay, shut up Z.
Anyways, I probably should be studying. No actually, I REALLY should be studying. But as you can see, I'm not. What I AM doing is Facebook(Oh man, how did I get addicted to this?), blogging about idek what crap, and listening to the very new, very awesome and yet very expensive album I just bought. God, I am so screwed. Zahrah, you must study. Now. Ok go.
(...)
My house feels so empty at this hour. What with my dad not around. Apparently, he's in KL now with practically the whole family. How the hell did KL become the new gathering centre? Like, what. Ok usually, my dad would be in his room doing god-knows-what with his laptop/phone. And even though I hardly even notice him around, the house still feels empty-like. What only. I don't make any sense.
I should probably shut up or something. Not like anybody even reads this.
I feel bad for not letting Nazie(Cool or what? I was too lazy to type your name.) and whoever else come over yesterday. Z, WANT TO COME OVER LIKE NOW? WAIT, NO, SOMEONE'S COMING OVER AT 830. WANT TO COME OVER AT 9PM? (?!?!?) Uhm, okay merepek semacam.
Okay, my aunt rocks. She bought like, 478324774 clothes from London for me.
& uh, my nenek is super merepek and annoying sometimes.
kthxbye.
btw, i have more than one song in my playlist.
UHM WTF. ROFLMAO.
T: Will you be my girlfriend? Z: No. T: WHAT!? WHY. T: Where the fuck, where tell me where, where the fuck did you fucking get the balls to reject me. Where, where, take me to the store where you bought the balls to reject me?! Z: ROFLMAO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM?!
i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth .
So wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you DOWN. I'll watch you CHOKE. You look so good in blue.
I am in desperate need of therapy. And letting lose. And GOD I hate PMS. It's just too complicated. Whatever. I had a lot to say initially, but I decided not to. Btw, falloutboy makes me feel better. I think I'll go write later on. But I really should be studying.
Anyways. Maybe it's true what so many people are saying nowadays. Maybe people just aren't what they seem to be. Maybe, even if you've known someone for a long time, you don't actually know them. I know I shouldn't be doubting myself and what we've shared. But if this is where things seem to be going, then, you can't really do much about it. And neither can I. And maybe, it's true what they said. Nothing can last forever. Not even this. Even though, I really really really wanted it to. It's time to move on and get the fuck over it.
OH. Speaking of not knowing people. I bet you guys have heard of a certain girl called Nazierah that I used to loathe months before and somehow Aly, July and I were dissing about her. Alot. I think I even had a masterplan to destroy her. (sorry.)
BUUUUT. I guess I was influenced. Not saying I am easily influenced. I don't think I'm that gullible/naive. At least I hope I'm not. Back to the point...
She's not bad really. Actually, she's pretty nice. And funny. And well just fun. :) Hey, I'm blogging about you again. XD iloveyoubyatch.
oh damn love is a strong word. okay, maybe not. alah, whatever.
i rant about my life and i don't care that you don't care. 23rd October.
Okay so my name is zahrah aljufri. i is arab-ohh. :D
Also known as zoroe zephyrine. sound like a guy? it's called creativity. i like pink eggs and balloons and purple is the new cexx.
if you think it's gay, go get some gaycexx for yourself. my poems are one of the many ways i express myself so don't criticize it. basically,
i like to write. alot. whether or not it makes sense, nobody knows.
i like music. mostly rock. and fueledbyramen. i have braces, now they are pink and green.
i'm pretty much friendly with everyone even if they don't like me. i cuss, ALOT.
i can get out of control. i like very odd genres of music. and books.
go ahead, take a guess of my age.
