I wanted a gay lapdance from a transexual gigolo. :)

here are two simple rules:
1) copy and then answer the question if youre tagged.
2)tag other blogger buddies too.

*so lets get to know each other a LITTLE better*

`tell me your name
; nurul aleefah hakimah hj abdul razak.

`your nickname(s)
; akii ; kym ; jakee ; nurul ; petey wentzey ; platinum ; the rapestar.

`how about the most annoying?
the monkey fucker by cousin, ahmad rifaie. xp

`most weird name you were called
; barney (--,") and still i dont know why.

`your sex
; still waiting for the dna results. xp
im female, dammit.

`your sexuality
; aint that the same from above?

`your birthdate
; 8th november 1991

`your sign
; the scorpion. :)

`your current location
; in a gay strip club, being given a gay lapdance for free with free suicide pills.

`tell us your lineage
; hmm, i have such a mixed up family. ; chinese ; kedayan ; japanese ; belait ; arabic ; malaysian ; bruneian.

`your ethnicity
; wadapak.

`are you single/taken/attached/not available/available/married?
; currently in love with my gay lapdancer, whos been giving me services for nearly five years. hes the best. =D

`highschool/college/university/working
; science college, the literally homosexual school.

`what subjects or courses are you taking?
; economics ; maths d ; add maths ; english ; malay ; physics ; biology ; chemistry ; mib

`whats your occupation?
; student ; professional netball player ; professional softball player ; current newbie squash player ; head captain of clandestine ; co-captain of zephyr gales united ; animal shelter commitee ; a permanent customer of the gay lapdance club. :p

`do you drive?
; my dads range rover, yes. and also in need for speed

`illegally or legally?
; look at my age, bitch. aint it obvious?

`do you smoke?
; i used to smoke malboro menthol and dj mix apple. im trying out for shisha and cigars now. ;D

`what is/are your fear(s)?
; losing my beloved gay lapdancer xp ; a world full of transexuals ; lesbians ; scaly stuff ; ivys mee goreng hair ; a world without gays. :)

`honestly, do you think youre attractive?
; honestly, no. truthfully, my lapdancer, yes.

`smart?
; say hello to my middle finger, y'all.
*middle finger.

`funny?
; hmmm
*looks self in the mirror.
hey, babe. youre funny. :D

`what is/are your most over used expressions?
; roitee ; sayang abang lai ; im not naked ; i didnt touch him, hes a guy! ; whyyy, stella? whyyy? ; what?!

`what is/are your most over used pose?
; mouth wide open ; suicidal look ; the 'im sad, angry and devastated but im smiling like crazy' look

`would you date someone ten years older or younger?
; i aint that cheap nor desperate, dumbass

`best physical asset(s) of the opposite sex
; straight teeth ; long legs ; nice hair ; long fingers.

`best non-physical asset(s) of the opposite sex
; funny ; brotherly ; likes to smile without any reason ; sweet ; easy to hangout with ; easy talking ; mysterious ;p

`most favourite thing(s)
; my gay mobile ; my gay bed ; my gay shower head ; my gay converse shoes ; my gay converse bag ; my gay room ; my gay necklace ; my gay toilet bowl ; my gay starbucks cup

`most favourite band(s)
; fallout boy ; panic! at the disco ; 30seconds to mars ; paramore ; gym class heroes ; three days grace ; daughtry ; boys like girls ; one republic ; the audition

`most favourite male singer(s)/model(s)/idol(s)
; pete wentz ; brendon urie ; jared leto ; eric szmanda ; jonathan togo ; rain ; sir albert polita xD

now tag your blogger buddies as many as you want to.

GAYISHLY DONE! :)

THE AWESOMELY FUCKING END

; akii.

monday.

if youre reading this;

HYE SIR ALBERT POLITA.

;D

hope youre enjoying my gayish blog.

Do leave a comment or just a small chat in the cbox.

Thank you.
:D

sunday morning aint so bitchy.

MORNING.
*yawns.
I just woke up and thought of something.
my butt hurts.
xp
i noticed that whenever i wanna blog about something, it took me hours of thinking on how to put it in a simple way so people can understand me.
if you read throughout my blog archive, most of the words im using are just simple english, but the time for me to let it out is just so L-O-N-G.
For example the blog titled 'that damn fucker' it took me two weeks to finish it. and a few of finding all my wrong spellings and words. excluding the adjectives.

note to self :- adjectives are the most powerful bridges in a phrase.

damn connection. now i have to re-blog the whole thing again.

*shows middle finger towards connection.

its monday. But im just writing it in here to confuse people.
x)

so today in english my teacher, MR. ALBERT POLITA, asked for my blog url. wonder what more will he say after reading my blog.
*sigh.

In the afternoon, i hungout with muizzah and cousin, ahmad rifaie, in the library.
and she scribbled her boredom out with my test pad.

She wrote;

'people say i am tall. i am. and then i say im afraid of heights. and everyone goes so freaking suprised and say, "how can you be afraid of heights if you are tall?" i say, sarcastically, "yeah, so see this is what i have to deal with everyday. whenever i stand up and look down, i feel like im going to fall. " That is the kind of stupidity i have to deal with in my daily life. (no, monthly life. Jokes. Lame.)'

(--,") id give a ten out of ten for the lameness and a two for making sense.

then she went on talking about priests. saying that priests are so sacred, people tend to go to them when they commited a sin. then izzah thought of a priest who had sinned himself and since he was a priest, he took a mirror and confessed to his reflection.

(haha. i just had the wackiest thought.)


a sweet innocent beautiful charming girl came to a priest asking for help one day

priest: whats with the sad face, my child? god doesnt like his subjects to not be gay.
girl: oh father. i have a problem which i find very unamusing me. i was born and raised by my aunt. the world was being locked away from me. socializing was not a part of me. i worked endlessly everyday and night.
priest: every day and night?
girl: yes.
priest: havent you heard of 'life'?
girl: i know. i lack of life. and today was the first time i set eyes on a machine with moving pictures. and it showed me the first step to life.
priest: then do what you have to achieve, my child. god wants his subjects to achieve in everything they desire. but may i ask you child, what is your desire?
girl: well. HAHA. im still a virgin and i need to let loose of this one cell hymen. do you know any nearby strip club?
priest: *stares at her with mouth wide open.
w...w...wait..whaaat?
girl: well the machine with the moving pictures showed a man pushing into a woman. and i found it a sign of life and freedom.

the priest looked at her, took a machete, clobbered her, cut her to pieces, spat at her, fed her to the pigs and used her remaining bones as his everyday accessories.

and since he had sinned himself, he`ll be taking the mirror, confessing, crying, pleading for mercy to his reflection, as if hes talking to a real priest.


its stupid and surely sir albert will think i lost my life towards gay blogging.
*sigh heavily.


THE AWESOMELY FUCKING END.

; akii


GAHHH.

The truth hurts, doesnt it? :)

honestly, a'a.
i really dont like him.
thats the truth.
i know its too rude but thats how i really think about him.
hope you understand.
;p