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This blog contains mostly about my feelings, thoughts, and other personal stuff. Most of it are direct or spontaneous thoughts from my mind, so you may or may not understand certain posts that I've written. That is because this blog is used as a tool to express my thoughts and feelings about everything around me, as I am unable to do so to a person because I just don't like doing so and I am not good at expressing myself verbally. I also used some Spanish languages in this blog in case you haven't already noticed, just to practice and improve my Spanish and also to uhh...keep some things a secret. =p But if you managed to decode it, just keep it to yourself okay. =)
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Miserable
It always makes me feel miserable. It always does. Always always. I hate it! Aku benci! Fuck aku benciiii!!!
Why?! Why? Why?!?!?!
Aaaarrrrrrggghhh! Fuck it godamnit!
Knowing that fact just makes me miserable.
Telling it would make me even more miserable.
Please go away. Please?
I just can't take it any longer.
I can't, I can't.
I just feel like spitting it all out.
But I can't.
I had the chance but I didn't go. Emo punya pasal. Macam bodoh kan. Padahal takda pape pun.
Now I'm gonna have another chance. Hopefully.
Just fucking spit it out will you??!
Why?! Why? Why?!?!?!
Aaaarrrrrrggghhh! Fuck it godamnit!
Knowing that fact just makes me miserable.
Telling it would make me even more miserable.
Please go away. Please?
I just can't take it any longer.
I can't, I can't.
I just feel like spitting it all out.
But I can't.
I had the chance but I didn't go. Emo punya pasal. Macam bodoh kan. Padahal takda pape pun.
Now I'm gonna have another chance. Hopefully.
Just fucking spit it out will you??!
Friday, November 21, 2008
Sick and Twisted Inside
People judge yes they do. I hate it when they do that but it's a fact that I'm gonna have to deal with at some point in my life but I don't seem to be able to as of yet.
I don't ever let myself get close to other people.
Why? Because I'm scared of being judged.
Yes I have friends; close friends and also acquaintances; but I never open up to them, I never showed who I truly am, I was never myself when I'm around anyone else at all but my family, be it my bestest bestest friends of all.
It would at least take a couple of years after knowing them, then I'd slowly reveal myself, show who I really am, that I'm not that quiet lonely loner loser who doesn't know how to have fun.
Why? Because I'm scared of being judged.
I do have fun. I like to have a good laugh. I like hanging out with people. I like getting to know other people and making new friends. I sing in the shower at home sometimes, I danced all the way to the kitchen while humming to my favorite tune, I hoped up and down the stairs, I sing my favorite songs out loud whenever I feel like it, I like to do random silly stuff to my brother to make him laugh sometimes, I do things other people don't think I'd do.
I'm not a hypocrite.
I'm just too damn scared of what people might think of me. I know it's sick, I AM sick, mentally.
Everywhere I go I hear people talking about me, laughing at me, judging me, criticizing the way I talk, dress, walk, and everything, all behind my back, even when in reality they are not. Among my friends even.
My twisted little mind seemed to always make me think that way. (Yes, I know you're judging me too right? Right now at this very moment whilst reading this post. You think I'm crazy don't you?)
I've tried to overcome that fear; drama, theater, books, pretending to not care about what people think, pretending to be confident, whatever. It just doesn't seem to work.
I need to go see a shrink, cognitive behavior therapy won't work I'll tell them, I need drugs, I need SSRIs, Paxil, Seroxat, whatever you call those little pills that psychiatrists gave you to make you feel good. I NEED those.
But I never had the courage to go see a doctor or a psychiatrist.
Why? Because I'm scared that they too will judge me.
No they won't, silly. They are doctors, they are suppose to help you.
I learned psychology almost a couple of years back when I was at Taylor's ADP. I like psycholgy, it's fun, it's interesting, and you learn a lot about human behavior.
There's this thing called Social Anxiety Disorder. That's what I'm suffering from.
When I was younger, I thought it'd go away as I got older and got more mature. Thought it may be just a "phase", another "shyness problem", that will eventually outgrow from myself. "Naaah, I'm just a kid, that's why I'm too shy. Grown-ups don't feel shy."
But it doesn't seem to.
My parents think it's stupid and I should "grow up" and be more confident. Stop being so fucking scared to even call the hotel to reserve a table for dinner, or to order friggin pizzas, or to even answer the mobile phone for them whenever they're driving or busy.
For fuck's sake Laila, what the hell is wrong with you?
Maybe it's dad, he's the one to blame. Or is he not?
I often wonder, how could people be so confident of themselves. I have friends who could just talk to anyone they meet on the street and be friends at the next "Hi" or "Hello" or "Hey there!".
People think I'm boring the second they said Hi. I admit, I AM boring. Because I don't talk much at all.
Why? Because I'm afraid of being judged, being critized about the way I talk or if the things I talked about seemed very stupid in any way.
The solution, stay quiet. That way, I'll make no mistakes, no embarrassments made, no mispronounced words, no false information given, no stupid non-funny jokes made, no stuttering, no boring or stupid topics to be laughed at by people, no nothing, nada.
I think too much about these things. I like to jump to conclusions way too soon. People did this and that to me, and I'd think that they hate me. They said this and that, and I'd conclude that they don't like me. Every single action that they make, every little detail that they say, I'd take note and think of some reason why they did or said them. Of which each and every reason is always a negative one.
I am cool. I am too cool. I am way too cool. Yeah, getting many people to say them as compliments may seem awesome at first, "Woohoo! People think I'm cool. Yeah way to go Laila! You rock!", but getting it a bit way too often? Nah, I don't think so. It made me realize something. Even my mom told me to "loosen up" a bit, be "gedik" or whatever, just be myself, stop acting so cool about anything and everything.
*Note to self: Be yourself. REACT to people, REACT to your surroundings, show emotion, show how you feel about anything and everything. Just fucking loosen up a bit. Just a little bit, is all it takes. Don't be afraid to show how you feel. Most important of all, don't be afraid of being yourself. You are you, you are unique, it's who you are. Be proud of it. Everyone has got their own personality, weird or normal, it's who they are. Don't be afraid of being different from other people. No one's perfect. Everyone's got they own flaws.
I don't ever let myself get close to other people.
Why? Because I'm scared of being judged.
Yes I have friends; close friends and also acquaintances; but I never open up to them, I never showed who I truly am, I was never myself when I'm around anyone else at all but my family, be it my bestest bestest friends of all.
It would at least take a couple of years after knowing them, then I'd slowly reveal myself, show who I really am, that I'm not that quiet lonely loner loser who doesn't know how to have fun.
Why? Because I'm scared of being judged.
I do have fun. I like to have a good laugh. I like hanging out with people. I like getting to know other people and making new friends. I sing in the shower at home sometimes, I danced all the way to the kitchen while humming to my favorite tune, I hoped up and down the stairs, I sing my favorite songs out loud whenever I feel like it, I like to do random silly stuff to my brother to make him laugh sometimes, I do things other people don't think I'd do.
I'm not a hypocrite.
I'm just too damn scared of what people might think of me. I know it's sick, I AM sick, mentally.
Everywhere I go I hear people talking about me, laughing at me, judging me, criticizing the way I talk, dress, walk, and everything, all behind my back, even when in reality they are not. Among my friends even.
My twisted little mind seemed to always make me think that way. (Yes, I know you're judging me too right? Right now at this very moment whilst reading this post. You think I'm crazy don't you?)
I've tried to overcome that fear; drama, theater, books, pretending to not care about what people think, pretending to be confident, whatever. It just doesn't seem to work.
I need to go see a shrink, cognitive behavior therapy won't work I'll tell them, I need drugs, I need SSRIs, Paxil, Seroxat, whatever you call those little pills that psychiatrists gave you to make you feel good. I NEED those.
But I never had the courage to go see a doctor or a psychiatrist.
Why? Because I'm scared that they too will judge me.
No they won't, silly. They are doctors, they are suppose to help you.
I learned psychology almost a couple of years back when I was at Taylor's ADP. I like psycholgy, it's fun, it's interesting, and you learn a lot about human behavior.
There's this thing called Social Anxiety Disorder. That's what I'm suffering from.
When I was younger, I thought it'd go away as I got older and got more mature. Thought it may be just a "phase", another "shyness problem", that will eventually outgrow from myself. "Naaah, I'm just a kid, that's why I'm too shy. Grown-ups don't feel shy."
But it doesn't seem to.
My parents think it's stupid and I should "grow up" and be more confident. Stop being so fucking scared to even call the hotel to reserve a table for dinner, or to order friggin pizzas, or to even answer the mobile phone for them whenever they're driving or busy.
For fuck's sake Laila, what the hell is wrong with you?
Maybe it's dad, he's the one to blame. Or is he not?
I often wonder, how could people be so confident of themselves. I have friends who could just talk to anyone they meet on the street and be friends at the next "Hi" or "Hello" or "Hey there!".
People think I'm boring the second they said Hi. I admit, I AM boring. Because I don't talk much at all.
Why? Because I'm afraid of being judged, being critized about the way I talk or if the things I talked about seemed very stupid in any way.
The solution, stay quiet. That way, I'll make no mistakes, no embarrassments made, no mispronounced words, no false information given, no stupid non-funny jokes made, no stuttering, no boring or stupid topics to be laughed at by people, no nothing, nada.
I think too much about these things. I like to jump to conclusions way too soon. People did this and that to me, and I'd think that they hate me. They said this and that, and I'd conclude that they don't like me. Every single action that they make, every little detail that they say, I'd take note and think of some reason why they did or said them. Of which each and every reason is always a negative one.
I am cool. I am too cool. I am way too cool. Yeah, getting many people to say them as compliments may seem awesome at first, "Woohoo! People think I'm cool. Yeah way to go Laila! You rock!", but getting it a bit way too often? Nah, I don't think so. It made me realize something. Even my mom told me to "loosen up" a bit, be "gedik" or whatever, just be myself, stop acting so cool about anything and everything.
*Note to self: Be yourself. REACT to people, REACT to your surroundings, show emotion, show how you feel about anything and everything. Just fucking loosen up a bit. Just a little bit, is all it takes. Don't be afraid to show how you feel. Most important of all, don't be afraid of being yourself. You are you, you are unique, it's who you are. Be proud of it. Everyone has got their own personality, weird or normal, it's who they are. Don't be afraid of being different from other people. No one's perfect. Everyone's got they own flaws.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Dush!
Mmmmkaaay...I woke up at like 0815 like every other day that I have classes. Brushed my teeth, washed my face, got everything ready, and at around 0845:
Jee said: "Ok bye nak pegi class. Awak takda class kan?"
And I was like: "Huh? Ada lah. Malaysian Studies kan pukul 9?"
And she was like: "Eh tak lah. Pukul 11 lah."
Me: "Eh tak laaah. Pukul 9 laah."
Jee: "Tak lah 11. Kita ada authoring kot skarang." [and she showed me the class schedule]
Me: "Haaaaa? Aaaaaah. Hahahhaha. Ok nak pegi breakfast kat mamak."
-________________________________________________-"
Jee said: "Ok bye nak pegi class. Awak takda class kan?"
And I was like: "Huh? Ada lah. Malaysian Studies kan pukul 9?"
And she was like: "Eh tak lah. Pukul 11 lah."
Me: "Eh tak laaah. Pukul 9 laah."
Jee: "Tak lah 11. Kita ada authoring kot skarang." [and she showed me the class schedule]
Me: "Haaaaa? Aaaaaah. Hahahhaha. Ok nak pegi breakfast kat mamak."
-________________________________________________-"
And again
I saw this REALLY gorgeous shiny turquoise bag at Alamanda yesterday. And I'm so gonna buy it by the end of this week. =D
Music Against Racism
Standing from left: Kerchik, Haze, Khaliq, Jee, Apis, Perang, Syasya.
Squatting from left: Adinaz, Tahiaq, Moi.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Oh wait!
Still got another RM34.80 to claim for the bills and CD-R.
Oh and the novel too. Huahuahua.
So I ain't broke after all.
Oh and the novel too. Huahuahua.
So I ain't broke after all.
Alam Anda
I'm back bitches!
RM73.65 worth of 4 hours:
Sushi King, Famous Amos, Marley & Me by John Grogan, goddamn CIMB ATM won't work wasted my friggin time waiting in line.
What started as, "Mmkaaay, I'm just gonna treat myself an RM5.90 Archie digest at MPH", turned out to cost me RM32.90 instead. Like hello? Bookstore kot, how could I ever restrain myself from buying novels
? I just couldn't help it.
Okay now I'm left with only RM100 till the end of this month. Heh.
'Nuff said.
RM73.65 worth of 4 hours:
Sushi King, Famous Amos, Marley & Me by John Grogan, goddamn CIMB ATM won't work wasted my friggin time waiting in line.
What started as, "Mmkaaay, I'm just gonna treat myself an RM5.90 Archie digest at MPH", turned out to cost me RM32.90 instead. Like hello? Bookstore kot, how could I ever restrain myself from buying novels
? I just couldn't help it. Okay now I'm left with only RM100 till the end of this month. Heh.
'Nuff said.
I am outrageously mad at myself...
...for being such a fuck up.
That's it. I'm out for some peace of mind.
Or maybe I'm just PMS-ing.
Gaah. Whatever.
I need to get out of this.
Goodfuckingbye.
That's it. I'm out for some peace of mind.
Or maybe I'm just PMS-ing.
Gaah. Whatever.
I need to get out of this.
Goodfuckingbye.
Woke Up Late
The alarm went off at 8.30am.
Turned it off hoping to wake up for the second alarm at 8.45am.
ZzzZzzzzzZzzz.
Morning!
Correction;
Good afternoon Laila!
Fuck!
12.30pm.
Submission? Screwed.
Me? Goner.
Monday, November 17, 2008
$#%!^&*()^&%
Gaaaaahhhh!!! Damnit you you you stupid slow snail-like internet connection! I'm trying to get my assignment done here you mofo.
Fuck TMnut!
Jeeez...
Fuck TMnut!
Jeeez...
FREEDOM Elite Private Event Oh La Laaa
Yeah bebeh! I just got these exclusively mailed to my doorstep.
Partay! Partaay!
Of But(s) and Question(s)
The question: Why do I always fall for the wrong person?
He's got everything, great personality, great body (VERY great, mind you. Hot to tha ness...hotnesss!), he knows how to treat ladies, he's kind of a gentleman, kinda sweet, funny at the right time, serious at the right time, annoying sometimes but in a cute way, he's got a sweet smile, there's something about him that I find to be very sexy , he's single, but...but what? There's always a "but". Not just "a" but, sometimes, "many" buts. The inevitable "but(s)".
Now the "buts":
- He's out of my league (...like way way waaaaaaay way out)
- The oh-so-cliché-phrase-of-all-time; He's too perfect for me. (Pffffttt.....*pukes at the sound of this sentence* Bapak poyo siaaal. Hahahha.)
- He's out of my reach (Why? Simply because of the other "buts" stated above and also because I just don't have the balls to stretch my hands out so that I could reach him. Yes...literally, I don't. Really. Ha-ha?) Like they say, "So close, yet so far" (Another ayat cliché yang poyo tapi agak benar)
Now the ultimate question:
- Who is he exactly? No one knows...but me.
There's always a next time...
He's got everything, great personality, great body (VERY great, mind you. Hot to tha ness...hotnesss!
), he knows how to treat ladies, he's kind of a gentleman, kinda sweet, funny at the right time, serious at the right time, annoying sometimes but in a cute way, he's got a sweet smile, there's something about him that I find to be very sexy , he's single, but...but what? There's always a "but". Not just "a" but, sometimes, "many" buts. The inevitable "but(s)".Now the "buts":
- He's out of my league (...like way way waaaaaaay way out)
- The oh-so-cliché-phrase-of-all-time; He's too perfect for me. (Pffffttt.....*pukes at the sound of this sentence* Bapak poyo siaaal. Hahahha.)
- He's out of my reach (Why? Simply because of the other "buts" stated above and also because I just don't have the balls to stretch my hands out so that I could reach him. Yes...literally, I don't. Really. Ha-ha?) Like they say, "So close, yet so far" (Another ayat cliché yang poyo tapi agak benar)
Now the ultimate question:
- Who is he exactly? No one knows...but me.
There's always a next time...
Friday, November 14, 2008
There's never enough of Japanese food
...but there's only so much this little tummy of mine can take.
Went for a Japanese buffet at Shogun last night con mi familia. Woh Shogun kat S.Pyramid tu lagi best compared to the one in One Utama, there were even middle eastern food. Oh and dah naik harga laa.
-__-"
Dinner used to be like RM50++ but now it's RM60++. Heh.
I ate LOADS of sashimi! Hahaha. Sedap gila gila babi okayy. =P
But actually kan, the food at Shogun weren't really that sedap. I mean, it's a good deal if you want tonnes of unlimited sushi, sashimi and all. But if you want quality Japanese cuisine, I won't recommend you to go there. It's better to go for the traditional ala carte restaurants.
Anywho, sedap tak sedap, I stuffed my tummy boncet last night with all those sushi and salmon sashimi =p. But, got rid of the guilty feeling by going to the gym this morning. Gahahhaah. =p Salsa, salsa! Vamos a bailar! Hihi.
Went for a Japanese buffet at Shogun last night con mi familia. Woh Shogun kat S.Pyramid tu lagi best compared to the one in One Utama, there were even middle eastern food. Oh and dah naik harga laa.
-__-"
Dinner used to be like RM50++ but now it's RM60++. Heh.
I ate LOADS of sashimi! Hahaha. Sedap gila gila babi okayy. =P
But actually kan, the food at Shogun weren't really that sedap. I mean, it's a good deal if you want tonnes of unlimited sushi, sashimi and all. But if you want quality Japanese cuisine, I won't recommend you to go there. It's better to go for the traditional ala carte restaurants.
Anywho, sedap tak sedap, I stuffed my tummy boncet last night with all those sushi and salmon sashimi =p. But, got rid of the guilty feeling by going to the gym this morning. Gahahhaah. =p Salsa, salsa! Vamos a bailar! Hihi.
Home Sweet Home
I'm back in Subang. Today's class was canceled so I decided to balik rumah yesterday. Hihi. My parents and my brother are out, went to Bangi to buy some paints for our house. Hehe. I chose sorta like an orange color for my room. Two colors actually, one bright tone and the other is darker. Let's just hope it'll turn out nice. =)
Hmm...my brother said dad's planning a holiday for us in January, to Syria. A road trip from Abu Dhabi to Syria. Gaahh...I hope this won't be another of those "lawatan sambil belajar" thingy. We totally hate it everytime dad does that. I mean, a holiday's suppose to be a holiday, right? Bro told me he wanted to sorta like boycott by not wanting to go. Hahaha. Let's just go to London ke Paris ke...I thought we all planned to go to London haritu. Anywho...I think Syria would be an awesome place to take photos. I'm sure gonna bring my D60 ^__^. Mesti banyak bangunan2 cun2 and those deserts. Like in Cairo, Egypt. GOD! Those pyramids at the deserts were awhsommmeee. The camel rides and all. Tapi time tu I haven't gotten my slr camera yet =(. SO didn't manage to get awesome pictures =p.
Aaaah whatever, at least we're going on a holiday after so long. I kinda miss being on a long plane ride. Hehe.
Dang. Gila jauh nak roadtrip from UAE kot.
Hmm...my brother said dad's planning a holiday for us in January, to Syria. A road trip from Abu Dhabi to Syria. Gaahh...I hope this won't be another of those "lawatan sambil belajar" thingy. We totally hate it everytime dad does that. I mean, a holiday's suppose to be a holiday, right? Bro told me he wanted to sorta like boycott by not wanting to go. Hahaha. Let's just go to London ke Paris ke...I thought we all planned to go to London haritu. Anywho...I think Syria would be an awesome place to take photos. I'm sure gonna bring my D60 ^__^. Mesti banyak bangunan2 cun2 and those deserts. Like in Cairo, Egypt. GOD! Those pyramids at the deserts were awhsommmeee. The camel rides and all. Tapi time tu I haven't gotten my slr camera yet =(. SO didn't manage to get awesome pictures =p.
Aaaah whatever, at least we're going on a holiday after so long. I kinda miss being on a long plane ride. Hehe.
Dang. Gila jauh nak roadtrip from UAE kot.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Haunted by the Past
Why do I still miss you after all these years?
Why do I still miss you when you're suppose to be "the jerk"?
Why do I still miss you after you did what you did?
Why do I miss you when I'm suppose to hate you?
Why?
Fuck that.
***
When I thought I’ve forgotten everything
I miss...
March 2006
February 2006
Why do I still miss you when you're suppose to be "the jerk"?
Why do I still miss you after you did what you did?
Why do I miss you when I'm suppose to hate you?
Why?
Fuck that.
***
When I thought I’ve forgotten everything
I miss...
March 2006
February 2006
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I Am Officialy An Addict
Monday, November 10, 2008
Saturday, November 08, 2008
My Mean Machine
Just before finals started last semester, I got my dad to bought me a new PC. Well, the story is like this. I just asked him if I could just upgrade my motherboard and processor from the Pentium 4 3.06GHz that I was using, to AMD's Phenom Quadcore. Because nak buat assignment FA teramat-amat lah slow tahap gaban 
. And he just simply said, "Ok. Hmm...beli computer baru je lah senang. Takpun beli laptop ke senang nak bawak sikit.", or something similar to that. And I was like , "Woah 
! Betul ke abah? (Dalam hati lah)". "Haa survey2 lah dulu semua. Nanti abah balik bagitau okay." Hahaha. Yeah so then I immediately did my "research", go to forums and asked my other geeky friends about which hardware should I buy to build my new PC. And so I got these babies yaw:
Demm lajuuuu dan sangat best and dual monitor yaww
! Thank you abah!
*PS: Sorry, my workstation is super uber messy.
. And he just simply said, "Ok. Hmm...beli computer baru je lah senang. Takpun beli laptop ke senang nak bawak sikit.", or something similar to that. And I was like , "Woah ! Betul ke abah? (Dalam hati lah)". "Haa survey2 lah dulu semua. Nanti abah balik bagitau okay." Hahaha. Yeah so then I immediately did my "research", go to forums and asked my other geeky friends about which hardware should I buy to build my new PC. And so I got these babies yaw:- AMD Phenom Quadcore 2.20GHz
- 4GB of RAM + 1GB that I "stole" from my old computer = 5GB of RAM
- ATI Radeon HD 4850 512MB GDDR3
- 19" LG LCD Display (I didn't wanna buy it at first because I already have the old CRT monitor, but my mom suggested the LCD. So bodek2 la abah sket. =p)
Demm lajuuuu dan sangat best and dual monitor yaww
! Thank you abah!
*PS: Sorry, my workstation is super uber messy.
Har-har
Guess what? I found that lost shirt that my uhh...former crush gave on my 17th birthday 
. Well, that used to be my favorite t-shirt 
. Lol. I kinda skate when I was in school (kinda la...hhaha) and he loves anything about skateboarding but he doesnt skate. We used to exchange skatemags, and he'd give me some skate related stickers =p and we'd talk about all those new and latest skate shoes and sneakers that have came out...blablabla. Lol. And so on my birthday he got me a Matix shirt. Matix is one of the many skateboarding brands. Oh and if you're reading this, yes aku suka kau dulu. Hahhaa. =p Dulu je la time skola2 je okay.
. Well, that used to be my favorite t-shirt . Lol. I kinda skate when I was in school (kinda la...hhaha) and he loves anything about skateboarding but he doesnt skate. We used to exchange skatemags, and he'd give me some skate related stickers =p and we'd talk about all those new and latest skate shoes and sneakers that have came out...blablabla. Lol. And so on my birthday he got me a Matix shirt. Matix is one of the many skateboarding brands. Oh and if you're reading this, yes aku suka kau dulu. Hahhaa. =p Dulu je la time skola2 je okay.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Gossip Girl
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Results Are Out
Yes and just as I had expected, my cgpa went down 
. Got only Cs and Bs. But alhamdulillah I passed all 6 subjects 
. Hmm but I got 'PS' for Spanish. What's that suppose to mean? Pass? So there were no grades for foreign language subjects? Demmit.
. Got only Cs and Bs. But alhamdulillah I passed all 6 subjects . Hmm but I got 'PS' for Spanish. What's that suppose to mean? Pass? So there were no grades for foreign language subjects? Demmit.Anyways, I'm off to Cyberjaya tomorrow. Going to MRSM KK in Negeri Sembilan for their graduation shoot with Adinaz, Pait, and Apis. Will be back by Saturday and then off to Taiping, Perak to go for a ride on a helicoptaahh
! Haha. Oh yeass we're shooting people jumping off the helicopter. Skydiving! Hah! But unfortunately me, I'm not gonna be able to skydive. Har-har. Sounds like a lot of fun but it does look scary. I'll just try bungee when I get the chance someday and see how it goes. Only then I'll decide on should or shouldn't I try skydive. Hahaha. Hmm but I'm not sure whether we're going on a heli or a small plane. I sure hope it's gonna be the heli because I've never been on a heli and it'll be fucking awesome !Ciao
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