The Forgotten Darynne: October 2007

Port Dickson

Don't"Fuckin

Don't fucking mess with my feelings (it hurts)
Don't fucking take me easily (I will walk away)
Don't fucking cheat (I'll get even)
Don't fucking lie (you'll pay for the price)
Don't fucking ignore (put yourself in my shoe)
Don't fucking make me cry (it fades the feelings by bit each time)
Don't fucking compare (Fucking love me for who I am, I will always be ME)
Don't fucking make me a spare (I'm worth more than that)
Don't fucking hurt me (I'll leave)
Don't fucking be childish (Grow up)
Don't fucking pretend (I don't need no shyt)

.. guys .. these are for real .. another inner thoughts to share.
*the above texts refers to the boyfriends out there. It's the little little things that count. It is worth a consideration*

It's time to get out there to meet new faces. Been in the same circle for quite some time. Work, shoot, work, ... for the whole of last week. Been doing a lot of thinking about things that revolves around me. I was so blinded by certain factors, I didn't realize how hard I have fallen. Perhaps I should pull back a little, just a little. Don't wanna get hurt at the end of the day, or .. i'll.. nah.. not die.. DUH.. I'm just doing it all with whole. At least I have done my part, do it with no regret.
Live and Love. Who will be there for me when I fall, when I'm at my weakest point, when I need a hug most, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to lend, to take care of me and make me feel like a princess.. a guardian angel perhaps. I don't know what I do at times, its just for the sake of doing it. uhh..-what?

As for that someone of mine, its.. err.. yEngs should know best. I just have no say bout it all. Its drivin me nuts.. vulnerably in love.. with tears. fuck.

As for my social life, it has been pretty interesting actually. Dixon's birthday party, Port Dickson with yEngs, weekend parties, class trip to Bukit Tinggi, tried new stuffs, new working experiences,... and I just got through my third interview for the LIMA event this coming Dec. awesome! despite the fact that I'm gonna miss everybody here for over a month. fuck, again. Come, go to Langkawi with me. Meet up and party on our own there, with boosts, fags, dates, shoppings and a whole lot more. I know.. I know.. the pictures.. Gimme some time and I'll post it all up in one shot aight? and again, I need to stretch out.. new faces.. argh.. STRESSED! Finals next week and I'm done. but still.. stressed.

Donut Day

The Donut Day

Apple has never been this big

Beautiful

James & his friend (self taken)

David's girlfriend, Jean, duet singing on stage.

Next on the list: Brownies Day

URGENT!!
Need 15 Ambassadors at Heritage Row

-6 days a week
-6 hours a day based on 2 rotating
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-incentive s (not included)
-perman ent job
-improve social skills as well as
meeting people
-must be presentable

Contact me IF INTERESTED,
kindly send your profile with
pictures to
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after you've called me.
( DO NOT LINK ME TO YOUR FRIENDSTER
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For those who have already emailed me
your profiles, just let me know that
you're interested via hp.

Contact me at 016-3146676, Darynne.

IMMEDIATELY

Thanks.

In Touch in The Lord, Tears Was Shed

I was driving earlier when dad called to ask if i was home to bring in the the clothes as it was drizzling then. Having loads of thoughts in mind, I drove home alone. As I was about to reach the front gate, the rain suddenly stopped. Brought in my stuffs into the house, as well as the clothes hung outside. Just as I locked the door, the rain started pouring, heavily. At that point of time, I thank God. He was the first to came into my mind. I thought to myself, it must be because of my prayer earlier in the day.

Woke up this morning, feeling.. blue. The man in the house lectured me about the silliest things possible, when my mind was already out. Feeling frustrated again, I left home as soon as I could. During lunch break, a call was made. Slowly I walked towards the deserted area in college, where I could peacefully handle the situation. Drops of tears started rolling down my cheek, tried hard to hold it back, again and again, I failed. I just have no clue. I asked for strengh, I asked for guidance. Prayers were answered then.

Went back to my friends, relieved. One by one they came to check on me, asking if I was alright, some made me smile by cracking lots of lame jokes.

Yes, you guys know who you are. Thank you, I trully appreciate all the efforts, and am glad to have you guys around me. With much Love & Huggies.

Completed Ms.Syireen's copy writing with an assistant of Scott. I have got to admit that he's really good at the language, as he reads.. Shakespeare's. Amazed, I really am. I shall post up my work once I have done the final touch-ups.

Good Day, everybody.

BED, Alan and Aipeng's Birthday

A Child Sexual Abuse Campaign in the memory of Nurin was held at The Bed, KL last Friday. The event which started at around 9 to about 12 was pretty boring, to be honest. There were guest performances by our local guest artists, as well as a few Taylor's School of Communication students and lecturers. We were given goodie bags with a few magazines and a Unity Band in it, also a free flow of Coke. Well participated and supported by our college scholars, the place was crowded throughout the night.

Sexy Azreen

Anis & Ley Vin

Ken Nie & I

Failed attempt of acting cute. heheh.

Agam Dharmadi

Wei San at the back posing like supermodel. tsk tsk.

Grace.Azreen.Agam

Candid. Skinny vs Shawttie.

The Sexy Ladies Of Mass Comm March intake & Zen from Sunway. lovely.

Edmund, our Mr. Charming. I'm the Chewy-Pie, says he.

Speak to the Hand, by Joel Jeremiah.

Jennifer

Euan & I. Celebrity? NOT. heheh.

Anis & I. Mysteriously in Blarck.

Hah! Nice.

ZEN-GISELLE vs Azreen.
(see.. you're featured!)

Cindy Mindy left for Mardi.
Leyvin said we look like sisters.

hahah.. fart-farter Cheers babe

The Retard. Kenny Liang.

Grace. Fenny. Anis

Kenny & Joel

A whole bunch of us left to Atrium after the event and danced our night away. Grace was pretty good at it for a first-time clubber. It was my first time there, not much of a good comment I would give. The place's pretty small, the atmosphere was alright, poor choices of music played by the djs, R&B at the lower ground floor, trance/techno at the upper floor, friendly bouncers, poor crowd...... Loft would have been a much better place to go to.

Alan Tan's 19th Birthday.

Celebrated at Mardigras, last night with a few bottles, and a bunch of old friends.

Tortured by his buddies, and left drunk.

Happy Birthday.