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My First Post

"I'm Such A Loser" was originally written by me years ago when I was dealing with issues as a teenager. Here are some remarks regarding that poem:
  • People still call me Syadadul, Insyaallah, Isnairah (it's scha-duh-tool in-she-ruh you retards)
  • I wear pink on my girly days hehe
  • Those friends have stable career with their Masters
  • I leave gigs to my little brother
  • I'm terrified that I'd get less job offers from private companies
  • I have yet to skip from office
  • I drive on my own now
  • Hey bring it on you bee-yatch!
  • I'm the earliest to reach office
  • I had enough of clubbings
  • I'm reminiscing the good old days listening to Weezer's Pinkerton
  • Music Magic RIP
  • The migraine is killing me...
  • Corset can't even hide my bumpy tummy
  • I'm 53kg now and yes, I have big butts and thighs
  • Those guys I dated were jerks!
  • I perform better as an individual
  • I'm currently happy & steady with my boyfriend
  • I'm still indecisive at times
  • Blood creeps me out these days
  • I support Greenpeace, WWF, PETA...
  • I'm not sure if I can survive my 7th blood donation
  • Roaches are still the fugly creatures
  • I cry everytime my mom defends my brother+wife
  • I found a few people I can rely my trust now
  • OMG I'm so huge!

Seems like it's been such a long time when I went through all these provocative days. I feel old. Sigh.

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I'm Such A Loser

I'm such a loser that no one can spell or pronounce my name right,
I'm such a loser that I'm black all over but I wear pink on the inside.
I'm such a loser that all my childhood friends are in their final year of degree,
I'm such a loser that the last gig I went to was RTW3.
I'm such a loser that the fact I ended up taking Business in UiTM,
I'm such a loser that I get absence warning letter every single sem.
I'm such a loser that I still ask my brother to drive me to places,
I'm such a loser that I proclaimed to fight for your rights but can't even stand those bitches.
I'm such a loser that I have to get my friends to wake me up in the mornings,
I'm such a loser that I'd rather crawl in the couch than go out clubbing.
I'm such a loser that the last CD I ever bought was Glassjaw,
I'm such a loser that the only place I love to hang out at is Andrew's music store.
I'm such a loser that my brain is so dysfunctional that I think I have undiagnosed tumor,
I'm such a loser that I can't have a buffet or I'll end up looking like Homer.
I'm such a loser that my 49kg weight thanks to these thighs,
I'm such a loser that I always fall for the wrong guys.
I'm such a loser that I don't know how to work as a team,
I'm such a loser that I dumped my boyfriend and can't get over him.
I'm such a loser that I can't decide between what I want and what I need,
I'm such a loser that I'd get infatuated everytime I bleed.
I'm such a loser that I could no longer able to write essays on pollution,
I'm such a loser that the only event I'm looking forward to is blood donation.
I'm such a loser that roaches are my biggest fear,
I'm such a loser that I can't go a day without a single tear.
I'm such a loser that the only person I trust is my own damn self,
I'm such a loser that I'm so petite that I'd be mistaken for an elf.
I'm such a loser that I didn't realize that all I do is mime,
I'm such a loser that I can't even rhyme!

Written by Shera (2332: November 20, 2005)