Private or Party?

yes indeed i was vexed with myself baby.
you know sometimes i just want to spent personal time with with you. ♥
i am a people-person but sometimes i just want to be alone with you;
where we can hang out together us two.
it frustrate me when i'm forced to go out with others instead of you.
i only want you! ilyhelmy.

well anyway, i had to stand up for myself. in a not obvious way.

yay! today is absolute FUN time with you baby.
sorry for making you walk mith me all around vivo.
window shopping is fun and i knew you wanted me to buy the G.
haha.. its cute right!
and i did.
haha. ^_^v

hope you liked the surprises i did for you in random.
it came from the bottom of my heart.


bought for baby at random, in a chocolate shop. He loves dark choco.


i had fun baby.
ilyhelmy.

HM♥

*smooch

Slashed right through the Heart.

Dramatic headlines paint a picture of a world about us in
which contending disagreements, flaws, personalities and individual feelings dominates
the scene.

Fortunately, conflict in not the whole story; co-operation among us
has been steadily growing in scope and importance.
Co-operation belongs as much to the hard-headed realist as
to the warm-hearted idealist.
If politics can disrupt co-coperation, it is equally true thar habits of co-operation
in everyday affairs lay a moderating and restraining hand upon crisis.

yes, silence indeed when one, I turn my head away from that awful statement.
why compare the situation to that name.
you know i hate it.

i felt awful not talking.
i felt awful not holding your hand.
i felt awful when all i do is shook your hand and went up to the 12th story without even looking.
But i could'nt turn back.
My heart was slashed.

Did you know; i cry aloud while on my way up to the 12th.
I wanted to went back down but,
I did'nt want to hurt us more.
So i left it there to cool.
But it still hurts.
I'm hurt.
I'm sorry; I ♥ you.

now: 7:24pm

The secrets of unrevealed true identity.

There is so much romance and beauty among youth.
Yet, there may be some who consciously try to 'hook' a wealthy/attractive man;
but I, for one will only marry a man for his nobility of character.

Mr. Right just does not exist; for you.
Everyone of us has his or her good qualities and weaknesses.
To expect too much from human nature
is Sheer folly.
To recognise one's own flaws and another,
is the beginning of maturity.
As an adolescence, I settle my life and difficulties, maturely.
But for you, how wasted and childish;
Acts of ruining and harming the home of your baby,
in about years to come; left homeless.
If you're confused and most probably clueless I might say, your womb I talking about.
Here's a poem for you;

A little learning is a dangerous thing!
Drink deep or taste not the Persien spring:
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking largely sobers us again.

I am at situation whereby I totally am discusted by you. We are.
OK! Stop it with my good English already.
Let's start at primary, so you my filthy friend,
may understand our basic hatreds.
Here's what.

I am at situation whereby I dislike-core you.
Yes, I admit, You’re on my bitch list.
Let me have my say and also, on behalf of Dear Darling’s dudes and babes.
I dislike you, my friends dislike you, infact,
We don't like you!
Did you ever thought you're part of us? *violent laughs*
You've gat it wrong dear, we're just too nice to say, "GET LOST!!!"
Well I hope this becomes a penetration to you to please stop hanging around us.
Your presence is once more I repeat, not appreciated.
Kindly, walk away.
Bye.
By the way, my name is Mardhiah Aqilah.
What's yours*?*
*smiling serenely*

Double-dating

yes. its a double-date.
me and baby, faz and nikita.
how sweet. ♥
the guys were so sweet.
they instore surpises for both of us and we were practically, clueless.
Thanks faz and aspecially, Suhelmy.
i had so much fun.
thanks for the movie; Sunrise.
and baby, smooch... haha. Noty boy.
I had fun.
*keyed in my book wonderful memories*

Pollution of the Environment

its phenomenal to still have girls whom amongst us develops a sense of suicidal mindset for attention. i noe its not like u want to die. but i feel sorry for you, if its attention that you're seeking.(from guys mostly)

you've live much longer than i do and yet you're such a philistine.
don't you appreciate the arts of life or music?
well than you've got me with the growing of consternation for you.
you do listen to our genre don't you.
may i ask?
is that a sort of oblige; a duty you feel you have to fufill in order to hang around us than certainly, your presence is not appreciate.
i've tried to learned to like girls like you but, it just won't do,
you've haven had the chance to prove me wrong about your kind so take it slow girl; into knowing me and my friends.

sincerely, i don't hate you but its just a matter of fact that i dislike girls like yourself.
maybe you may think i'm such a dotty to have dislike you,
even though i do not know much of you and certainly i don't make an effort to, but its just the way u portray yourself looking and feeling negative of yourself but
yet you think you're the best and its most deteriorate went it come to you spaeking; please stop acting cute.
though you and (your close friends), would'nt like me to post this about you and it may sound harsh and too interpreting about you, well too bad; its legitimate as you have no rights and you are no object to violate the contents of my post.

smile widely
*grins*

now: 10:49 pm

If this affects you, none of my concerns.

sometimes its jus a pity for a girl like you.
you actually say u people none of your concerns.
so why get bothered?

am i polluting your life or should i say, ermm limelight??
well, if i am, i guess; congrats to me.
i'm better than you if you think you're the best.
maybe to you and your dumb friends.
or maybe they feel you rock thier face because of your beauty.[maybe only in myspace]
in real; you're ain't gonna make it to my standard.

well then, thats a pity if u get beauty to have freinds who do stick around you.
when u get older, you're left with skin and bones.
cause to me; you've said enough to show you're inner beauty.
total discustment.
*vomits blood*

well, dont try to bitch no more bout me, cause you'll end me losing.
seroiusly, you may think you're in the winning line; but the fact is, it seems i'm affecting you and you'll just end up; eating yourself up.
the next min; you've vanished to thin air and i would'nt even think your friends will bother.
to them; oh..one less girl to fuck! too bad.
and maybe the next day or two, come girl, let's play.
the other is gone.

now:10:37pm

Something not so impervoius.

Detention. selfish acts of some cretin girls i shall say.
going through hours of class detention because of girls, (like them).
feeling high and headstrong on singling her out?? how childish.
if power is what you girls aim for; fuck.
end.

A rainy day and tiring of cos and the beloved picks u up.
What more can you ask for? ♥
when r/ships are spent for only romance; would you be dumdfounded
when one ask, "Why do you love him?"
I won't.
I love having conversations with helmy like we do; all the time.
Even times when we pause with a few min of silence;
and when one will remark with an imbecile statement.
but yet, our day continued on with smiles and laughters.
like we did today.

and a few min later it continued with my frustrations.
yet again; band commitments.
i've said enough.
i don't speak much.

now: 10:10pm

A day at home.

its a Sunday afternoon and i just woke up.
*yawns widely*i'm not going out today.
yesterday came home at 9pm.
baby sent me home.ouh, "thanks for lending me your black sweater."
so that i can cover me up and,
*sniff2 nod head*i love that scent of him.

woke up today and;
super tired and my stomach muscle ache. ugh..
i tink my abs are shaping and getting firmer.
thanks baby.
ok. thinking; im feeling sexual.[flashback]
*giggles*

special thanks to: Suhelmy Bin Zuraini
you made my day yesterday.
baby i enjoyed every second with you.
even the part; dropped a few bus stop away from the actual.
*roarrrrrrr*
i ♥ you.

oh and Zulu, *shhhhh.

after,a zombie couple walking at marina heading to ljs.
madee's tired and helmy's thighs are wobblie.
no energy to even sit up straight while eating.
lucky for the minahs and mats, we were both exhausted.
whats with the minah saying, "step siakkk!"
??
got damn it!, in my mind; "your guy was staring and me!"
mere losers.
baby was too worked out.
if not, i would'nt want to imagine wad he would have done.
*phew*
and while eating, baby noticed a guy was staring at me.
gosh, not another one. *ignores*
and which after, we headed to sent me home,
and then, baby headed straight for home.
zZz...

now: 3:10

Arts of killing.

ok. i'm in school again on a saturday morning.
trying to finish off this art project; personal video.
its been a month plus and i'm still struggling.
trying to insert the music and voice over. gosh! fuck it.

ok. i'm waiting for time to past. baby will be waiting outside school to pick me up.
how sweet. ♥♥
yes, we'll be going out again. into our own happy land.
making love. ♥
*laughs*
yes yes. and i cant wait to have my meal.
hungry hungry!

Hello, you!

yes, a new blog indeed and nope it stays.
i'm tired of writing so let just do typing.

Good Friday. simply bored.
baby is snoring; dreaming.
aisyah asked me out. lets go.
meet the dudes?
we miss them. ♥

there's jamming today but too bad i cant go.
damn it.
kinda fed up.
fuck my curfew.