lonely soul

lonely soul

Saturday, 16 February 2013

New family

This happened quite a long time ago and I forgot  did not tell you that I stopped the AMIRIN scandal and such.. it was getting out of hand and we just decided to end it all...

well they lived happily ever after... doing PDAs all the time..

and i got a new hobby which is disturbing them as always... hehe..

with AMIRIN gone they got new nicknames... haha...practically a new family tree

Nenek - Aimi
Papa - Fakhirin
Mama - Nazrin
Adik - Amir

thats all the family i could gather for now.. maybe more to come?? we'll see.... till then...

Because YOU are MINE : an AMIRIN fan fiction (oneshot) part 2

* i kept forgetting to post the second part to AMIRIN
* this is all from the writer and i did not change any single word or alphabet from the original text


WARNING : 18SX CONTENT. YOU WERE WARNED. DON’T BLAME MEH FOR MY GREATNESS IN WRITING FANFICS. BHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAAH K                             -sincerely writer-
(POV is point of view. The story’s view from the character)

Chapter 2

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
Fakhirin was preparing himself to go to class when he heard the door knocked by someone.
                “Who could that be,” he thought. The white shirt he was wearing was unbuttoned, showing the singlet with similar color he wore inside. One could tell that he was in a hurry; his slack pants were all crinkled up. He hasn’t had time to iron the pants as he woke up late that morning. The faces of Amir flashed in his mind. He sighed. Although his worriedness for Amir left him awakes until 4 in the morning, he could not blame him. In fact if there is any person to blame, it would be his very own self.
The feelings he had for Amir are just too much for him to handle.
Therefore he had made a decision.
He must confess his love to Amir today.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
The knocking counts increases as he walks slowly towards the door while trying to button up his shirt. Fakhirin got fed up with the shirt and ignored it instead. He hurriedly opened the door.
At the moment the door was opened, he was surprised.
Stood in front of him was a good looking young lady, of he thought her age must be around his. She was wearing a rather sexy outfit. Fakhirin observed her red dress for a while. The dress was short, revealing her perfect legs. To top up with that, the dress she was wearing also showed up part of her chest. Fakhirin looked down at his feet, feeling ashamed. It was weird for him to have lust towards women like her because he had always liked Amir. And before he could speak any word to her, she abruptly pushed him inside the house.

Fakhirin’s POV
Ouch! What is this woman’s trying to do? Arghh my head feels really hurt right now. What great strength to push me for a small woman like her. Ehh what? Why does she smiling at me? Oh no what is she going to. . ahh wait!
“YOU! What you think you’re trying to do!?” I yelled at her, taking her right wrist off from the singlet I am wearing. I cannot believe I heard myself breathing heavily. Yes, I do have feelings for women. I just happen to realize that fact just now, when this woman trying to slid her hand beneath my singlet.
Okay here’s the thing. I’ve never touched any woman before.
And I had already one guy that I love.
But damn why does it feels so good when it is all wrong?
“Shhhh,” she said as she placed her finger gently on my lips, as a sign for me to stay silent. She looks so beautiful from close angle like this. What does this woman’s intention towards me anyway? I can barely move myself by all these seductions. I can feel her hands on upper part of my body, trailing every inch of them with her fingers. The warmth from her body is transferred to mine as she leaned herself to me. Is this how it feels like? I always knew woman’s body feels hot, but this heat I felt is like burning, bringing a sensation I could not resist. I stood frozen, feeling numb.
My thoughts vanished at the glimpse of a figure at the front door.
It was a person that I had admired for a pretty long time.
It was Amir.

Writer’s POV
Amir froze at the sight of Fakhirin’s ‘guest’. He accidentally witnessed a scene where the love of his life being touched and kissed by a woman whom her body resembles top models in those reality shows.
He had always confirmed that Fakhirin does not has any lover in his lifetime. Fakhirin himself told him.
But he knew now that he might have lots of them.
“Uh, oh. . sorry.” Amir apologized before quickly disappear from Fakhirin’s sight.
“No, Amir. Wait!” Fakhirin shouted his name to stop him.
“Amir! Wait!” he shouted while trying to free himself from the woman. Fully desperate, he pushed the woman onto the floor with all his might. He does not care anymore about the woman or even anything else in the world, all he cares in his life is Amir.

---END OF CHAPTER 2--- KTHANXBYE

PART 1

My Style

DEAR DIARY...ha ha kidding

this blog is practically my diary anyway... so I'll whatever i want to do with it... muahaha..

well the reason I'm not sleeping (its already 3am) and writing this entry today is because i just felt like i have to and if I don't do it today i won't remember to do it tomorrow..

I just realised something really important today..
That I should just stop listening to what my sister babbles on about her so called great fashion sense...

OK.. I'll just tell you a few events that lead me to think so...

1st event-The Socks
A few weeks ago, my sister was babbling on and on about my socks... MY SOCKS... She said that i should have worn socks that are higher and such... FYI I mostly wear sneakers everywhere I go so I do have a collection of socks (mainly the 99 sen ones from GIANT) and most of them are ankle or below ankles high.. So she said that I should have worn higher ones yada yada yada.... and then I recalled having to be told the same thing a few months back that i was wearing socks that were too tall and should have worn the ones that was below ankle high.. I remembered that she kept making a big fuss of my socks while we were trying to cross the road... It seemed as if the socks that I wore were more important than avoiding all the cars and getting to the other side of the road...

2nd event-The Yellow Shirt
While buying clothes for me to enter University I wanted to make a change to the usual outfit I often wear... instead of the same old black and chocolate shirt i chose more vibrant and striking colours like red, light blue, purple and even yellow.. she was totally against the fact that i wanted a bight yellow shirt.. What was the big deal?? It was just a shirt.. She didn't like the fact that it was yellow and she said yellow never matches with anything.... then a year later she matches everything dress, shirt, jubah with a yellow scarf....

3rd event - Colours
my sis looking at this two combination of colours " OMG this totally dont match"
saw it on the internet
later on.. "OMG this colours match each other so well"

4th event - Tribal Pattern
I have always thought that tribal pattern were nice and dynamic
Before my sis was so against them saying that tribal pattern are so lame and  out off season
the other day she practically attacked every store that had tribal pattered clothing saying that its the newest trend and myt mother and I was so outdated... what the %#^

well the list could go on much longer but i would just prefer to stop here...
the point is my sis follows what she saw in the internet and claim that she is the best at it..
she just follows others..

on the other hand my friend, the styles I follow are the styles that i choose to follow
that are comfortable
that resembles me for who I am

maybe I am more creative when going out with friends because they accepted me for who I am....(sometimes)
i do follow some of their advices like wear shirts that covers my bum so that they wont seem as big. (which is really helpful.. thanks mom)
but advices like wear short socks then dont wear short socks are just plain annoying and irritating...

Wednesday, 26 December 2012

fatty

don't fat people deserve to be happy too?

I don't believe in those movies where a fat girl gets the dream guy...
realistically everyone look at the outer appearance of someone..

a girl will like a handsome guy who dresses smartly, coolly, with a hot body
and a guy will like a hot woman with a sexy curvaceous body and big asset...

i dreamt that i met the guy of my dream and confessed
but the reply was disappointing...
i was rejected..
the reason was simple enough.. coz i was  am FAT

i kept having the same dream over and over again but different people..
everyone was the same

am i not meant for a happy ending??
did i do something so bad that i dont deserve my happy ever after???
whatever it is...

i kept being tormented because i am fat...
by my friends (whether they meant it or not)
by my family (they just like to rip apart any self esteem i have or had)
by my classmates

everyone assume that i purposely stuff myself to death so that i could be fat and i love being fat...
no one really knows what i have to face through... what i had to endure...

i tried dieting but it just made me gain more weight...
i tried jogging but it made my breast jiggle and i dont like that....
they say i made excuses and that i dont even try.... is it??
i even tried puking back what i have eaten but that just make me more pathetic...
they laugh at all the effort i make...
am i worth living?

i'm just turning back here because i have no one to talk to
no one who would understand me
and i just want someone to listen to me
not judge me or criticise me...
 just be with me..
not let me be alone
it's all i am asking





Sunday, 25 November 2012

The Best And Worst Day of My Life Rolled Into One

Well today I went to The Mines. 
I'M HAPPY BECAUSE......
The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 2 was so cool!!!
Broke my all time bowling record which was 110. I got 150.... 
*applause for myself*

IT'S A !^$%^#@#%^ DAY BECAUSE.....
I fell....

Ok.... i know i'ts normal for people to fall but just hear me out.. 
It happened like this....
I went to the surau in The Mines and was preparing to take my wuduk... the place is not really good.. the floor was wet (almost like a pool*exaggerating*)... i was walking there and then i fell...
well if it is a normal fell i wouldn't be soooooo worked up over it but.......
it was wet and i was wearing a light coloured attire.... 
my pants were wet and also the bottom part of my shirt .....
WET!!!!!!
i had to walk around in a wet pants....
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
such a bad ending to a lovely day.....
=(

Thursday, 13 September 2012

Because YOU are MINE : an AMIRIN fan fiction (oneshot)


“Hey, let’s go lunch.” Fakhirin said to Amir.
                “You go first. I don’t feeling like it.” Amir declined Fakhirin’s request.
                “Then whom will I be eating lunch with?” Fakhirin showed him a sad face.
                “You can go eat with Amore and others. It’s not like I’m the only guy friend you have.”
                “Amir, you’ve never skipped your lunch before this. Is there something wrong?” Fakhirin asked with a concern look on his face.
                Amir sighed. “No. everything’s fine. I’m just stressed out with assignments and stuffs.”
                “Are you su……,” Fakhirin’s words came to a stop when Amore enters the class.
                “Fakhirin, let’s eat! It’ll be my treat today!” Amore said to Fakhirin with a wide grin on his face.
                “Oh wow really? Why you suddenly become so generous today?” Fakhirin said. He laughed as he being pulled by Amore, moving towards the door.
                “Ah wait,” Fakhirin forced Amore to stop, turning his body backward to face Amir. “Amir, we’ll have Calculus class after this. Let’s eat lunch together okay.” He said to Amir while his left hand still locked in Amore’s hand.
                For a moment Amir stared at their locked hands. He covered his face with his right palm to avoid eye contact with Fakhirin.
                “You two just go! I’ll be fine here alone!” Amir shouted at both of them, making Fakhirin startled with his sudden act.
                “Fakhirin, let’s go. Maybe Amir has personal problems.” Amore said, his hand still pulling Fakhirin’s. Amore’s strength is enough to pull Fakhirin only with his hand since he is quite muscular.               
                “O…okay,” Fakhirin said.



Amir watched as Fakhirin and Amore disappeared from his sight. He felt himself miserable than ever. Since the incident he witnessed the other day, he cannot stop thinking about his best friend. Whether or not he has any feelings to him.

                “Yah, wait for me!” Fakhirin shouted to Amore.
                “Ahaha, catch me if you can, tortoise!” Amore hurriedly running away from Fakhirin. Fakhirin was unable to catch up on him since Amore is quite fast.
                “Give me that back!”
                “You’re not go...” Amore stopped his running when he saw Fakhirin tripped. Slowly, he approached Fakhirin.
                “Here you go,” He gave the keychain to Fakhirin back. “Geez why would you trip on yourself when running. You’re such a mama boy,” Amore teased. “And what’s so important about the keychain anyway?”
                Fakhirin smiled. “This keychain is from a very important person in my life. I couldn’t bear to lost it.” He said as he reached out his hand to get the keychain from Amore.
                “It was from a girl, right? She must be cute, huh?” Amore laughed.
                “Yeah, of course.” They both laughed.
Without their notice, Amir silently watched from afar. He felt jealous and curious at the same time of what conversation they might have. And why are they running earlier? He sighed.

He should not have that kind of feelings to Fakhirin.
Because they are both males.
                “It can’t be, right? Arghhh!” Amir mumbled to himself. This is all so wrong.  There are a lot of pretty girls out there. Why would he fall for him? His very own best friend? And most importantly, what would Fakhirin react when he knew about this?
Right. He decided to let Fakhirin know his feelings towards him. Then only he could stay calm. He could not control himself seeing Fakhirin with other guys.
                “Tomorrow I’ll tell him,” Amir whispered to himself.



Fakhirin closed the room’s door. His roommate is not going to be at home tonight.
He suddenly remembered that day’s incident. He dashed to rummage his sling bag to find his important belonging. Since it is so small it will take time to find it.
Fakhirin stopped. He stared at it for quite a long time. And before he knew it, the keychain had already kept in his locker.
                “What’s wrong with you today, Amir? Were you mad with me? Or had you found out that I have loved you all this while?” He let out a big sight. The keychain Amir gave him during his birthday should not be brought to school. Earlier today Amore tried to throw it away. He had been so panicked just now.
But Amir would probably think of him as a weird guy for liking a person of same gender with him.
This is why he did not have any courage to tell Amir that he likes him.
But he will always be his side.
And not letting any other guy become close to him.
Because he wants Amir to be only his.


credit to Perry...



PART 2

AMIRIN shipper!!

well well well... i haven't been going to this blog for so long that i even forgot it even exists. To start, first right now I'm in UNITEN... a private U in Malaysia... more on that later (if i feel like it)... the main point now is i want to talk about AMIRIN..... ok, he is not some fancy guy i admire or anything, AMIRIN is actually the name i use to refer to this three guys namely FAKHIRIN, AMIR and AMMORE.... haha.. don't get it wrong i'm not "in love" with them or anything... i started a love triangle between the three of them... it actually started with Fakhirin+Amir love story (this is made up and they don't really love each other... i think) and then it evolved when Fakhirin+Ammore love story starts...

haha.. i know it's ridiculous but i love it for the fun of it.... currently i'm like their no. one fan... i made a group in Facebook just so all the fans (about 5 of  us) could gossip more about them and... i even include the three of them in the group... haha... u must think they dont know about it but actually they do... haha... and that make it more fun to do so... we even have a fanfic of them (credit to my friend who doesn't want her name to be known=) )... i want to write a fanfic too but i feel that it is weird to write a yaoi story because i'm quite close to AMIRIN... (it just felt wrong to do so) but l'll give it a try one day....

i think that is enough about AMIRIN for know.. the point is I want to say that i am now an AMIRIN shipper!!  haha...
peace out!


the picture of AMIRIN for your (or mine) viewing pleasure..=P