so much to tell you every single day

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

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Shit. Fucking shit. Guess my worst nightmares aren't gone forever. How sucky can it be like seriously. My head is not working and my heart is like arghh!

Like anyone knows how I'm feeling right now ?

Hell NOOOO !!

Like.. must you lie to my face yet again? Do you fucking enjoy it? I bet you do fucker. You sweet talk to me just to make everything fine. Like hell its not fine. You surely make me hate you to the core sometimes. And I'm fucking sure you're enjoying every minute of it. Do you think you could make me your bloody spare part? Shit. I know you too well to make you fool me dumbass. Yesterday was just a fucking play directed by me. Right back at ya! Shocker aint it. Like almost everyone dont know what I have planned. And guess what, it went smoothly. So yeah, dont fucking misjudge me. I aint the old Sue you knew. I've changed for the better and for the worse. And the worse is saved just for you my dear.

I thought you'd changed. And damn, I was ecstatic! Maybe I was wrong about how I felt about you. Yet again, I was ever ready to open my heart for you. Till the moment you say those words that meant BULLSHIT to me,I changed my mind instantly. Closed the door shut and lock it. Away from you of course. And thanks to you, I've realised whose the right person for me. And you're fucking not him !

-suee

insanely madness*; at 12:49 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

mysteeq41@hotmail.com
(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.