What's on my mind:
" Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die "
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Th name's Priyaa.
Get that right, it's with double A's.
An aspiring singer, lawyer, author, lyricist.
I'm defiant, in-your-face and have a don't-mess-with attitude.
But I also am friendly, less than perfect and can take part in adult-like conversations.
Recently I've developed a sardonic humor but I promise to keep my normal funny.
I love my family dearly.
I share my life with countless people who love me and I love them too.
I'm very complex, don't try to figure me out.
An irregular teenager with an overactive imagination, who has a slight eccentric disposition.
I'm a fighter who makes her peace with God.
salus invenitur
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My People
Priya, All hail th sisterly love
Syafiqah, Pretty Lady
Himanshu, No doubt th devil
Haris, Th Dude
Mira, 4eva My Girlf
Rosma Baby
Khairina, My Purple Darling
Fitri e Dancer
mrye Baby
Roh, loud speaker alert
Hazzie, th Sarcasm Mistress
Nila, th musician
Maisarah, th Drama Mama
Karthika, My Cookie Supplier
Uma, Fellow Dramakie
Athirah, Smile-ly Always
Jeidy, Th Fashionist
YingYan, Th Hyper
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Dear God;
 [ Tonight, I can hear the Angels crying ] I have a secret.No, it isn't mine to tell. Now the owner is hanging by a thread. I'm in pain. And I can't even tell a soul. My head hurts. And my heart feels ripped. Tonight, these tears are for you. Please God, relief us of this torture; Bring us the miracle; Labels: Hurt, Pain, Secret, Untold Story
Wednesday, 19 May 2010,20:06 |
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Can't Stop Missing You;
Hello... I'm not in the greatest moods, but what to do? I'll get over it, I guess.Soon enough. The day started off with Maths, we revised on our own mostly.MT; I had my oral.I was a nervous wreck, but it's done.And I'm just glad that I got it over with.We had two hours of Science since the Chinese pupils went off to take their exam.It was kinda fun.Divya and I were/are in a dangerously bad mood. Sometimes, things happen and it's very difficult to accept.Cuz they're so abrupt and weird. Plus, they hurt. However changes are inevitable.And we're going to deal with them, no matter.I wanted to confide with Bro, but cuz of damn time difference, can't find him online.I miss Bro; Quite long since I spoke to him.Tomorrow's HMT exam.I'm going to be preparing tonight.Three hours, I think. I miss my friend. I hope everything's fine, between us. Labels: Divya, Friends, Himanshu, Hurt, Love
Thursday, 1 October 2009,16:28 |
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help me birdies, pls?
Hmmm, I'm annoyed with sleep.Or the lack thereof.Anyways, since there was a change of timetable, some lessons repeated.And I have Science all through the week.Maths was slow and slightly painful.I've got to go and perfect the 'Data Distribution Method'.I was looking forward to MT, but Mrs T hadn't come to school.So, we just sat at the study corner and did our work. Rashidha was suppose to lend me the book, but she disappeared.Divya lent me hers.So, I guess everything's alright now.Science, Ms N didn't come to school.I sat being 'Outcasted', as Ifah puts it, doing my work.I just like being alone.Then, Surya came over and we talked a lot.Haha, long time since I spoke to him that much.Later, found out shocking news from our fellow class comedian.But damn proud of him, cuz he's going to tell her.LOL. CEP, we had to do an ad for career guidance.Our group did "Forensic Pathologist".CSI thingy, if you don't know what I mean... Okay, I must be honest.My heart is aching.And I'm confused more than ever.But I trust my intuition/instincts aka gut feeling.It tells me to just do nothing and wait.It sucks, cuz I feel it everytime I look into your eyes.I need birdies' help.Please. Now I've got to do my homework.Loads of it.Tomorrow's Friday.The weekend is coming.God, I'm tired and I can taste my joy when I'm sleeping in.HAHA! Labels: Divya, Hurt, Ifah, Rashidha, Tired, weekend
Thursday, 2 July 2009,17:04 |
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