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Disclaimer;

NASA-madness is a combined blog consisting of;
Naz, Aff, Sue & Ayu.
This is just a blog. The place where we rant and we have the freedom to voice out anything.
If thee have any objections against our saying, feel free to tell us off nicely, we'll be nice.

Ready or not the years are blurring
Running away the mind is turning
Skip to the end to find the meaning
Thoughts are fading, yet I wonder still
Like it or not your eyes are open
Playing around, the circles going
Face of a child, your mind is old
The clock ran down before I could begin

I wish we all could win
I wish we all could smile
I wish we all could make our mothers proud

Want it or not you just can't leave it

Friday, October 28, 2005

ayU rant*_;

okeh people. even though it is 4 am in the morning right now.. em forget it. i have no idea what i wanted to say in the first place. wee !! exams are finally over. perhaps not. next year will be a big one. the biggest ever. please spare my brains till next year dear God. i mean not until next year but of course throughout my life till the day that i die. anyway, u dont have to feel that way sue. im like blogging right now even though i've been working since saturday and definitely do not have enough sleep. and in about 4 hours time i have to brush my teeth, take a shower, use my dettol cool shower soap and wear the school uniform. where the hell am i going? to the meet-the parent session. not the one to 'petik bunga di taman' but with the teachers, to get my report book back with comments or compliments by them. i hope it'll be a smooth session. gee. im very nervous. so, my bed is already calling me. its time for me to go dreamville. good luck NASAS' !! pray hard people, or u'll regret !!

the. end.

insanely madness*; at 3:59 AM

[.N.]

.:Naz:.

2nd of March

United Nazreen(UN)

[ Indulges; ]

[Recoils;]

[Digs To;]

[.A.]

.:Aff:.

25th of March

Proud to be an ARAB.
A well-known LOUD screamer.
Deprived Childhood Society Member.
Prone to imagined worries or FEARS.

[ Indulges; ]
Belly Dance. Scents. Chocs. Ralph Lauren . Bitching. Pool. Swimming. Studying*. Camwhore. Starbucks. Soccer.

[Recoils;]
The Metal-Teethed Bitch. Mummy's Long Lecture. Immatured Creeps. Assholes . Mats/Minahs . Know-It-All Humans .

[Digs To;]
Shakira
Smashing Pumkins
No Doubt
The Specials
Bon Jovi

[.S.]

.:Sue:.

26th of March

Mentally deranged, an irritant sometimes.
Wants to be a rock star.
Music, Fashion and Coffee Addict.
Retail therapy with dulcet creations of music adds up innerself.

[ Indulges; ]
Mates. Music. Novels. Junk Food. Shoes. Shopping. Photography. Soccer. Cute Boys & Musicians. Guitar. Emo Passion. Starbucks. Dearest Ipod.

[Recoils;]
Motion Sickness. Nuts. Minahs. Broken Promises. Backstabs. Stuck-Up People. Nags.

[Digs To;]
Kids In The Way
The Strokes
Saosin
A Change Of Pace
My American Heart

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(it works on friendster/msn!)

[.A.]

.:Ayu:.

9th of January

Multi-talented. NOT. PERHAPS. Wateva.
Desires a female band of her own and become famous.
CRAZY and UNSTABLE mindset.
The medicine? a BLAST of loud, t.A.T.u songs, also some emoish punk musics to the eardrums.

[ Indulges; ]
Herman. Sleeping. Soccer. Toblerone. Ice creams. Snooker/Pool. Beaches. Loud Music. Jamming. Guitar. Emopunk. Shopping. Night Riding. Night Life. Starbucks. Cuteness. Ipod Video.

[Recoils;]
Broken Promises. Assholes. Fanatics. Liars. Bynaches. Minahreps. Matreps. Exeggerators. World Talkers. Heartbreaks.

[Digs To;]
t.A.T.u.
The Pussycat Dolls.
My Chemical Romance.
Finch.
Matchbook Romance.