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

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

What has got into me ? Blogging in the middle of the night . Things aren't going their way .

Falsehood is easy , truth so difficult . Sometimes you have to lie to care for one's feeling , but the guilt would stay with you a whole-lifetime . I ain't gonna make this into a lengthy essay but my feelings are bottled up - how's that ? its bloody shit . It is very hard to say the exact truth, even about your own immediate feelings - much harder than to say something fine about them which is not the exact truth . Urghh ~ Love's a bitch , Life's a bastard .

I need time

I need love

I need space

I need me

Nothing worth doing is completed in our lifetime.Difficulties are meant to rouse, not discourage. I feel the other way round , as more problems begin pouring , things get reaaalll worst . When i say worst , they are pretty well enough to make me go bonkers .Urgghh~ School's re-opening soon and there starts the O'Level Year for N.A.S.A's . Gossh , i wonder how the hell am i gonna cope . Tuition will be the solution , i guess . and yes , no more sleeping during lessons . not forgetting ~ abscounding . Weeee!!! (=

Kisses , Fsh Almthr

insanely madness*; at 2:32 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.