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i still eat grapes for dinner

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011 Photobucket
tsk

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Hello! I (do not) apologize for not updating and for locking my blog. Expect a change sometime soon.. when i have the mood, or the time. Well i hope all is fine with you and this part of the cyber world that nobody bothers about anymore.




Friday, April 8, 2011 Photobucket
thank you

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Wednesday, March 30, 2011 Photobucket
i don't know what is this

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go suffocate your anger with everything you've been blessed with.
stop faking it with the wall.
break it down and change, not because you have to.
but change, knowing that this exposure will only make your life miserable, and yet it is far more rewarding than indifference.
and it is with that voluntary change you have grown.


you do not have a right to be so angry at the world, when it has done nothing to you but everything to others.


half a life

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hello ooga oogas

yeah yeah you all are simply dying for me to update because of your deep interest and concern of my life or the pictures i post or what i have to say. yeah i'm sure you're concerned with what i have to say. also my lack of updates is probably causing a traumatizing suffering in your life and for that i apologize profusely.

basically i have been:
worrying about my dog
studying about my grandfather confucius(my actual name is weilifucius)
doing all sorts of weird surgeries on patients
being quiet, taking in the world's glory(or rather lack of it)


so yes now that you finally know a little bit more about me, i suppose i have put your lives at ease now.


now go hop along and find someone else worthy of your concern.



i'm so sorry my aunty is making me really mad at everything.
but then again i have been mad at these things for some time.
lolz whuteva




NO SLEEP TONIGHT
WE GONNA GET
NO SLEEP TONIGHT


Sunday, March 13, 2011 Photobucket
'cause when a heart breaks, no it don't break even

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i don't understand how i've been so torn for the past four nights, and you still seem to be.. so at peace.

Thursday, March 10, 2011 Photobucket
when you find your love, don't let it go to sleep

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i can't stand how you always leave me when i need you most. every time you do, that cut gets deeper.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011 Photobucket
i am like confucius, so weilifucius!

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lifepacs = stress
stress = eat
eat = upset
upset = headache


therefore, lifepacs = headache

therefore, -lifepacs = -headache



makes sense, no?
stress = eat
eat = upset
upset = headache


Monday, February 28, 2011 Photobucket
the call- regina spektor

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just because everything's changing
doesn't mean it's never been this way before

all you can do is to try to
know who your friends are
as you head off to the war


Thursday, February 24, 2011 Photobucket
something i am grateful for 2:

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so far this week i have been having proper, non-instant dinner every night, even though my mama's tired of cooking and she wants to play her mahjong or go for her linedancing classes. i think my constant complaints got to her heh heh.

also it's quite cute(but frustrating) how she gets REALLY angry when she finds out i didn't eat dinner(yeah my dad's quite a tattletale). because she thinks i am going to turn aneroxic from skipping one dinner lololol, then i would justify myself by saying that i truly wasn't hungry at all but if she cooked ham choi soup i will eat/drink that every two hours. aaand then she'd give me The Daily Nag about how she is finally cooking for me but then i don't eat and i'm too picky grahahahaha.

well i guess it's the least i could do anyway.
as a sign of gratefulness to my mommeh for cooking i will eat her food, even though it's yong tau foo ugh.

and i will be a fat, but happy, girl.
like my sister >:D



"what's wrong with being fat ha?! fat people are happy people! like me!"



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pa, please stop calling me stupid. i don't know if i should be angry, hurt, or if i should shrug, roll my eyes and disregard your comment. thing is even if i act indignant towards your comment, inside i am hurt by what you have said. siapa makan cili dialah yang terasa pedasnya- i am hurt because i know it is true. and i am angry because you keep reminding me.