Athira’s Bodo Blog

note: the title is actually BORED backward. thus explaining why i did so.
Since they changed the dumbass timetable, i didnt know what classes i had today so i just brought random books hoping they’d be alright.
FIRST LESSON.
KH. *jeng jeng jeng*
the teacher didnt come. so i didnt get busted in any way. so here i am. in kh class, with the bm teacher just sitting there giving me wierd glances from time to time.
DIDNT YOUR PARENTS TELL YOU ITS RUDE TO STARE? mff. and im friendster-ing. because i have no life.
my friends however dont have internet connection so i consider myself lucky,
HEY MEGAN. STOP LOOKING, THIS ISNT DONE YET!
*megan smiles and stops looking*
Farah: hi hi. im the best friend of athira fatima bt mohd,.. *i dunno whats*.. she is very very hyper sumtimes. bless myself for having the heart and soul of a rock to cope with the insanity of this little girl. bless myself!

haha. yeppers that muh farah.
anywhhoo. when we DO *MEGAN. STOP LOOKING DAMMIT*..
so yeah. when we DO have kh, and the oh so lovely kh teacher comes back. we have to do all these drawing thingies. *YOU TOO TESSA. NO LOOKING* *NO FARAH. YOU CANT SEE*.
I SAAAAIIID. when we do have kh..
WE
ARE
IN
DEEP.
SHT.
xoxo.jealee.

yes. i did go. it was last night infact. it was DA BOMB. anyways. this is how things started. after school on friday, it was exams btw. me and tash, my bro, parents and grandma all went to singapore, straight away. in school uniform. when we got there, slumber la. the next day, we went to HMV in the morning, to grab a couple of CD’s. tash got some CKY, TBS and Tool. *all three bands are awesomenating ya little lala Ashlee all-hailers*anywhoo. we got there at 5. concert started at 8. and everything was so kelam kabut, cause everyone was so effing excited.everyone was pushing each other and it hurt a crap bunch. when we got in, we ran into the arena, it was first come, first row kindda thing. me, tash, and everyone got seperated. i got stuck with this other malaysian guy. *very hot might i add. =D*and eventually, we made it to the front. ONE BUCK SHORT and SORE LOSER played first. so,PETE WENTZ came out first. that’s when i realised that i was in the front row and PETE FCUKING LEWIS FCUKING KINGSTON FCKING WENTZ was 3 feet infront of me. i screamed my freaking ass/lungs/guts out. wooots wooots. and i got carried by the malaysian dude just to get noticed. i was wearing a ’super dork’ hairband. *some people might’ve seen it already’, and it got thrown on stage. and. yes i have it back. wooo for me.and i was directly infront of PATRICK STUMP and sometimes PETE would come infront of the place i was standing throughout the concert.there were mosh pits fcking EVERYWHERE!  ABANG moshed and got all bruised. my collarbone, legs, knees, shoulders and arms are all lebam. but it was FCKING WORTH IT BABY!they played FROM UNDER THE CORK TREE and  INFINITY ON HIGH songs!! GASPS. I SANG TO EVERY FREAKING SONG ON FROM UNDER THE CORK TREE, AND ONLY A COUPLE FROM INFINITY ON HIGH. it habis around 11.30.we all balik around 12. wreck gila. and we got back to out apartment at 2 and kong terus. i dreamt of PETE. =) dreams to come true. after i see mcr, mcfly, the used, and a whole of other bands i heart. i may die happy.

xoxo

athira.

*feel free to hate*.

=D

I’ve been really sick lately. I’ve been puking every morning and everynight since saturday. no one really knows yet. but i went to theh clinic today to find out whats wrong. turns out. its cause i never eat breakfast. *bangun lewat* and my stomach has nothing to digest so i end up puking stomach fluids. and when i do eat at night. my stomach thinks that its fluids again and not food. so yeah. dinner gets flushed down the toilet bowl. i’ll have to wake up earlier nowdays so i can eat breakfast. and in about a week, i’ll stop puking and be back to normal. jeez. i thought i was ‘youknowwhat’ eventhough i never ‘youknowwhat’ed. haha.

xoxo.

love, athira.

i’m 12 going on 13 in exactly one day. can anyone say ‘TEEEEENAAAGGGERRR’? haha. so, tonight, im gonna sleepover at my friends house. tash. and we are gonna me so immature it wont even be. err immature. ok la. i finished packing. gotta go clinic. recast the finger. mwehehehe. <3

love, me. btw. the cast is coming of on sunday 5th November. damn.

So, basically. im in some sort of emo rehab right now. its not that bad actually. im very high beyond words. well. i’ll keep you updated. freaks. =P ngehhehee

love, meeee. *yeap.still patah lor*

i would like to thank all those fckers who laughed when i told them i broke my finger. gee. i love you guys too . i’ll write another post about this fcktard i like. and i dont know why i do. i’ll tell you when i figure it out myself.

love, the one and only with the broken middle finger. *its not a sign Zacky, its karma up my ass*.

athira. <3

So, i woke up this morning, to FFTL’s  ‘ Kiss Me I’m Contagious’. thinking, woohoo. today feels like a good day. haha. hardly. At this moment rite now, im tryping unbelievably slow. and i shall explain why soon enough. i woke up feeling sick. there goes today’s sahur. yeap. i puked. then i asked my dad whether it was batal puasa. he said ‘nope, tak sengaje’. and i was like ‘phheww’. cause i already have to ganti 9 days to begin with. and a whole bottle of Listerine went into my mouth. i had to gargle a couple of times to get the ick smell out. it worked. relax. i lazily put on my school uniform. *eww*, and went to school blasting music from the stereo. *kesian my driver. had to put up with Aiden throughout the car ride* The ONLY reason i was going to school was because i had to pass up my KH peka for pmr. heck, if i dident have to pass that up, i would go lepak at ou with friends or something. but nooo. i had to be some nerdfreaked dork and rajin rajin pergi skolah to pass up my Kh. and guess what. FREAKING PUAN NORA *kh teacher* DIDENT EVEN COME. IMAGINE THE IRONY.  i was so pissed. i went to school for nothing! it was such a *slaps forehead* moment. then ok la. i sat down and did nothing but breathe for the rest of the day. a complete waste of time. then, i balik. and the first thing i wanted to do was bathe. after a jinxed day, all i wanted to do was have a nice warm bath. and i did! but walking out of the shower and towards the bathroom door, my middle finger tersepit on the door. and i screamed. the whole house could probably hear my ‘oh  sht!". and my finger started to become red and swollen. and i was like..hmm..its just swollen. but i couldn’t eat or makan with tangan for that matter. i was like.wtf rite? then i asked my dad why the f my finger hurt so bad. haha.it was freaking broken. not swollen badly. it was broken. and now i have this cast thingie wiht minyak gamat all over my finger and it smells like crap. and that is why i am typing goddamn slow. 3 cheers to Friday the 13th karma and why it hates me so much!

love, athira

The sun shines so bright.its blinding me.ive come to the point where i feel so unlove thus unable to love.im so sadistic.but im happy with who i am.so screw you. i dont really care what people thing.cause im happy.haha for you.my finals are over.and i have a feeling that i sucked in it.my bm was a total disaster.but you cant blame me.i grew up speaking english.i need eddie to teach me bm.coz i really really really suck.go ask my bm teacher, pn zainab.she hates me. it says so in my profile too=P.i love her though.im her fashion consultant.for obvious reasons.haha.*if any cempakans are reading this, dont tell pn zainab tau*.gee i love my school.note the sarcasm dripping off evey word.haha.i love my friends though.damn.the sun is really blinding me.and this room doesnt have curtains.heeelllloooo.its malaysia and this room is directly facing the effing sun.i need curtains. aussino it is.sam, tash, remember the time we were in ge mall.and buttons was playing in aussino.and we were dancing to buttons.and we actually slept on the beds they had there coz it didn’t say ‘do no sleep’.it said ‘do not sit’.haha.love you guys.im in my dads office.trying to print out crap for my kh peka.freaking pmr.2 more years of insanity.and forever to go.currently not in love and no rush to be in love.im only 13.i’ve only got forever.*love you zacky*.he’s a friend who’s helped me through the shit.and i shall drown him with my constant hyperness.damn.i need choki choki.don’t we dani?.i love those little chocolate thingies.what was our record?.23.rite dani? and i will never forget fort fastaj.made of 11cups.23choki chokis.and a couple of straws.that break was so tak de kerje-ish.but now we dont eat.cause it’s puasa.yay.well.im gonna stop tpying bye.love.me

hmm…today…freaking….rocked…all the teachers either tak datang or let us lepak during class…sooooo freee…=)

Today….sucked..haha..i wrote this song.its a very..i love him he loves her song….humfsss…ssucky life eh? today..aku balik rumah..aku terus buat keje cam org gilebabeng.  sedih betull..sakit hati plak tu..anywhoooo…hi=)

no more to say man..=) life hates me, soon, it’ll learn to hate you too