Teh : A Story of a Drink

Assalamualaikum,
Yeah, only two days left for final and I haven't even start studying! WooHoo! A pat on the shoulder for that to Ikah! She doesn't even realized how dead she will be soon! Ehmegerd! All this exclamation marks!!!

Haha. Okay need to stop it, like literally!!

LOL. Hmm. So why am I on my blog when I should be studying? Well the answer is!!!!!

*Drumrolls needed here*

*using the most posh and polite voice so that I sounded like a fucking hypocrite cunt* I would like to fucking dedicate this post to one of my shitty (read : best) friend I have ever had in my 18-years of life in this fucked fucked up world. To TEH!

Yes, her name is Teh, not Tea, not The, not anything else but Teh. Aww, so sweet, Ikah is protecting her friend. LOL

Obviously we need a picture to prove that.

SEE! IT'S TEH!

Oops! Wrong pic. Lewls. Ikah iz confused. Ikah iz craving for pizzas. Ikah iz fucked up.

Okay, that's more like it...hehe

Haha! Okay, so, I met her last June and I didn't even know that the Almighty had put me and Teh to be classmates. Alhamdulillah.  =P

Dear Teh,

Thanks for being my friend. Thanks for coping up with my so fucked up shitty self. Thanks for listening to my crappy rants. Thanks for at least being there, when I am so alone. I know that I treat you like shit, I know that I have never been a nice ass to you, but a badass instead. LOL. (Citation needed). Ahaha. I could not be happy anymore knowing that you still treat me nicely eventhough I am such a crap brat to you. 

Love you so much, bitch, and I could not express more! Goodluck for your finals and to me too. May all odds be ever in you favor. Somehow that sentence felt so wrong that it fucking bothers me, Hmm.

Love,

Your Shitty Ass Friend, Ikah 'Awesome' Rahimin.


Indeed life sucks, but at the end, all the turns and pitfalls it gave you would results in something that only certain would be grateful off. Sadly, I have to admit. Eventhough I rejected my mom's offer to study in Australia, my closest cousin's offer to be in INTEC and go to USA, my bae's offer to go to UK, and here I am, stranded somewhere in Kuantan, shitting myself everyday. However if at the end of my day, I still have someone to rant to, I am happy enough.

Yes, bae's (read : Mr Geek) is thousands of miles away, yes, we are rarely able to contact each other due to the damned time zone, but I am never alone. I got my friend. Yes, friend, it's hard to make friends these days.

I ain't a lesbo, but I love her. Thanks for everything!

So I am spamming you guys with some pictures! Hope you suffer your stay, in peace!

Teh Ais, trying to blackmail me in WhatsApp group

Beauty Fix, LOL

Hers and mine

Happy days in Palang

Ifthor at MyNy

Lagha dunia

Can you see us?

Outing!

Chatime never look so seductive!

Did I Just Do That?

Assalmualaikum,
Ayy updating my blog using my phone in my class during writing test. Wow, such a badass bitch I must admit. LOL.

Meh, I started this day with a smile on my face tho. Let's hope this shit last just like the smell of it would. Haha. Okay, enough, Let's cut to the chase shall we? Ahaha. Why am I laughing? Godammit Ikah, you're crazy. So, the point of me typing this post using my phone is just yet again, another rant.

And the topic will be!!!!!!!!!!! About my love!!!! Badumtsssss

Ah, such boring, much topic, very unrelated.

Okay, so early this year, he asked me to watch his performance during the play for Malaysian Night organized by his uni and I must say, I didn't obey what he had asked me to. LOL. So, last night when I was supposed to be doing my assignment, I had crapily decided that it would be nice to watch his fucked up acting in that play. Yeah, I watched it.

Me was missing him so me fangirled so hard that me thought that me is going to pee. Literally.

Well actually because I fucking drink a lot of shit before. So that explames why. Haha. And oh, I wasn't watching it in my shitty apartment, but at my friends place who I would refer to as Da Drink as her name sounds like one. Don't be mad you bitch, I know you love me. Haha.

She actually was jealous watching me fangirling over him last night (citation needed). She also said that she would like to feel how it would feel like when you have someone you really love and yada yada yada. I wasn't listening, was too busy fangirling.

One advice, honey, you will, soon. Haha. Okay, shitty hugs and kisses from me, Ikah. Goodbye, stalkers!

Any typing error is due to my huge ass fingers and this fucking small fonts that are apparent being designed to be used by the ants. Thank you.

Last Stretch

Assalamulaikum,
What a fucked up week I have. Smiling is not a thing for me right now and honestly I am not sure why. I am just tired though. Knowing that I have only like 3 weeks for my first sem had make me much more miserable day by day.

And I'm sick. All these flu and feverish feelings. Have to complete two reports, a presentation and a journal, and oh I need to memorive surah Al-Mulk verse 1-15. I just don't know how I will do all of that. Hmmm.

Classmates..

Assalamualaikum,
We are nearly at the end of this fucking semester 1. I could feel my soul are being apart day by day. Just few days left, bitch, so stop whining. Ah, this post are dedicated to my really fucked up class that I never ever enjoy a sec being in it.

Okay, first of motherfucking all, I love UiTM, I love UiTM Kuantan. No this crap is the truth from the deepest shit of my heart. To be honest, yes I regret not going to Australia. Yes I regret to fucking decline my ma's offer to support my studies, if and only if I went to Australia. But hey, my melancholic bitchy conscience decided that it's better to go to UK. Which I found out later that it's too insanely expensive to just freaking study there. Utterly sadness there.

Poof! The dream is gone. Here am I stranded somewhere in the jungle of buildings in Kuantan. Sigh.

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Back to the topic, 'Classmates'. Fucking bitchy class mad mates! Ah. No words can described how I dislike most of them. All those selfish act, all those 'I own the world cause I'm rich' act. Fuck.

All these boys and girls, not all cause I got my group that I really love, love you all bitches, they just wanna have their asses safe. I couldn't count how many times have we disappoint the lecturers due to our smartass attitude. Yes, I also contribute to that. Yes, I did disappoint the lecturers in any way 'whatsoever'.

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The only thing that disturbs me is the fact that, despite we (those immoral cunts) managed to be the most fucked up students yet in here, we could still point our fingers at each other.

Like come on bitch! WE ARE ALL RESPONSIBLE SO YOU CAN'T JUST GO AROUND BLAMING PEOPLE FOR RUINING YOUR REPUTATION OF BEING THE STUDENT FROM THE TOP CLASS!

Ah, broken caps lock. Yes, I'm referring to you dick, who I will named as,  'Assly', cause I like it that way. So, stop cussing us in the WhatsApp group cause little did you know that you also have some shitty parts in this incident.

So, next time, count how many times you asked the lecturers to be excluded from group projects just because 'you don't really work well in group'. The hell.

Blog Under Maintenance..

Assalamualaikum,
As days past, and as I lose my souls to my studies, I have decided that this blog could use some upgrade and other shitty stuffs that matters. So, for now, this blog will undergo some minor operations involving every thing. And by everything, I meant every single aspect that a blog should and must have.

This would also include in me changing my style of writing into a style that is so me. No more me trying to please everyone by typing all nice shitty stuffs especially about this mad, fucked up world that we lived in. Ah, felt better now that I could reveal my true dark colors.

Now, I would try to ensure that I could be on this page as frequent as possible, dedicating my already busy self to typing stuffs that I don't even think would be read by anyone out there far far away from the jungle of bunk bed I'm sitting on right now. In other words, I'll promise to at least write something in one week, or at least ONE post.

Yes, I know I might get a few hate from this blog once I start to be myself, but hey, this is the freedom of speech. If you can bash me, then why can't I do the same?

By revealing myself, I hope I could get my bipolar and my anxiety disorder under control. Also, I might be able to restrain myself from killing all the bitchy people I met everyday, especially my housemates and my classmates. Ah, girls..

Well, that's all for now. Got a damn test tomorrow for Malaysian Studies or as we are familiar with, benda bosan gila babi History. So, do not wish me all the best since I don't think that I'm at my best right now. See you soon, hopefully when I have finished all these meticulous thingy that I want to do on this blog.

Sayonara and hasta la vista~