Introduction
Biography
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Hello . I'm Ira Wahyuni

More matured every 13 May.

I love contrast colours , known as Neon.

Pasir Ris Secondary School , A1 <3

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Music
Move To The Beat


MusicPlaylist
Music Playlist at MixPod.com

Dopes Viewing

Talk Here
Passerby


Memories
Walk Down The Lane
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
November 2010


Runaway
Sweet Escapes


Take A Bow
How About Around Of Applause
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something fishy.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010 @ 12:16 PM

HAHA, igt tk ape jadi bile tga amek gmbr ni? HAHAH.
Paiseh ah luqman, sorry eh? HAHAHAHAHA!
Sape2 kacau aku lagik, kene tapak tangan ira ok.HAHAH

Sometimes, I feel like... hmmm.
Life, getting much more complicated nowadays, I swear.
Thank God I could manage my anger or else...

I shouldnt get so emotional here.

I gotta put up a lottttttt of patience in school.
Yoha, tons of stuffs to complete la, a lottttt.
Pressure basically. & it wasnt me alone. Friends has
been getting on my nerves, hanging there like a monkey yknw.
I get so pissssed off easily, but yo, there's a word call Patience ~
Dopes, chill. Stressful, yea I know. Come on, throwing tantrums
wont help in any way, shitheads. Keep moving forward ~

Hey, when you're having a hard time in school & you're hoping
to get back home, sweet home & just chill , right?
To me, it aint sweet no more. I don't really talk to Botak
since th last war abt my keyboard. Prop, he's in a deep trauma.
Isnt it embarrassing to loose a fight between your daughter? HAHA.
Take tht, as you've been taking advantage of me all this while.

Botak/Dad, no matter how much I hate you, I still
respect you as an Old Hag ok. You've been ordering me around
and treat me like an 8 year old kid, it's really irritating . & while you
were having your time of your life, i'm here suffering emotionally.
I've lost a Mother, your wife. & I was hoping after th incident,
you'll treat your children w more care & concern as how Mom treated us.
The Aftermath of trusting you : one by one left th house & i'm still here,
standing strong, just keep enduring. Your children hates you, understand.
You never once put yourself in my shoes. You just want it in your way.
You want me to succeed in life, complete my studies & university (wow.) but
instead of motivating me, you condemn me. Tak pakai otak pe kau?
Presenting, Ira. I aint tht 'tkpe,saba' kinda ira anymore ok.
I'll go straight to your face, no pitying. I'll fight for my rights,
so if you wna get in my way, better take back you steps.

I do feel stupid for trusting, giving faces to those who doesnt deserve it.
Nvm, I can go through :)

There's this 'another' problem (and it never ends.haiss),
but I dont feel comfortable sharing it w friends anymore.
Obviously, they'll get sick of it. Something fishy has
been going on. Avoiding suspicion won't help anw.
One shoutout:
I DONT KNOW WHATS BEEN GOING ON,(altho i've suspected
some obvious reasons) BUT PLEASE, BE TH YOU I KNOW OK.

I'm done. I feel regretful, I feel sleepy, I feel hopeless.
I NEED A HUG ASAP! ):

PS:// Pandai nye carik aku balik eh. Dulu
aku kasi muke pat kau, kau naik atas kepale.
Bile kau da amek balik hidup kau, baru nak rasa
menyesal. Sorry, I dont go around talking to guys
anymore. May you live a dreadfully bad life and future ahead.
Baik2, mulut ira masin sikit.