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Thursday, July 31
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fucking cow dung's day. today is my worst nightmare ever. fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. dammit. i just feel like vulgar-ing here. ahh asshole lah. first, sch lessons just sucks lah. received amaths test today and i got a bloody hell 3/39 . to hell lah amaths ! new teacher go suck dick lah cb. i was fasting justnw and ppl kept on offering me drinks now and then. wth. then aftr sch did amaths hmwk and its fucking agitating when there's one whore who kept on being damn irritating when ppl just wanna do hmwks. all dat happened, i just remained calmed and act like nth happens. aftr dat rushed wif nafiis and farha for the appeal interview. it wasted my bloody time and the person was fully insulting me, even though its an interview. knn. bcos of dat interview, i didnt go for my investiture rehearsal. pukimak kau lah sial sape2 yg incharge. then went to meet some person. i was trying my very best to just stand ur nonsense ok. but i blast into fury anyway at last. bcos of u, i was scolded by my dad for coming hm late. bcos of u, i suffer frm a gastric pain. bcos of u, i'm all sinful cos i buke 2hrs late. bcos of u, i didnt get to do maghrib prayers. bcos of u, my phone :'( . its gone ..

to anyone; DONT SMS/CALL ME CAUSE MY PHONE IS BROKEN TO PIECES.

9:17:00 PM


Friday, July 25
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wah damn. veh tired mann. reached hm like 9plus. lucky still get to date with my ma tianwu ! lols. but he super hot ah :D aduhmak. really hate weekends cos no chance to date wif him. dammit.

k sch was so-so. dun wish to elaborate on lessons. so skipskip. went for cca. but didnt train cos needa do proposals in hard copy for the food and fun fair/family day. so leceh. got one time went to 2nd level toilet. skali saw nadrah crying inside. i pity her aftr listening to the story. well then, been released damn early so went up to find mdm rosnah. bla3. went up to art rm meet reina and off we go to IT rm 3 for our interview. fyi, it was an interview on the chennai trip. sial lah. waited damn long for like nearly 3 hrs till my turn. lucky while waiting got entertainment. besides me and reina, there's khai, nick, sun, nafiis, yuko, jielin, izzah, amira, emmeline, wenyi, nas, amiratul, hema and the rest idk what're their names. if all of us get to go, will be like damn fun uh. sadly, the oversea programme only offers 20 students. cb. and btw, bcos of waiting, i didnt attend meeting. congrats ariff for being the head prefect. so, ended at arnd 8plus then go lepak for awhile wif nas till 8.58pm .

ok dats dat. kinda no mood cos got dis fucking irritating flu -.-
will post more often lah ok.


happy 302 days, HoneyBaby (:

11:54:00 PM


Thursday, July 24
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wahhhweeeee. blog looks kinda, err, dead ? k nvm. shall rebirth. chey. hmms. sorry past few days didnt post or update or anythng. pc spoilt. shitty seh. but now .. new pc ! a big yay -.- . moreover, kinda busy these days. lotsa tests, hmwks, ipw and events going on. damn.

k today very soooo unlucky for 3/5. its like somekind of our sway-est jinx day in history lah seh. lets start frm the very beginning ok. first, i reached sch quite late ah then skali farha reached on time giler babi punye. i didnt notice anythng. but aftr flag raising, see she crying so badly. k next. in class got maths test whatever shit. 4 periods of maths. when receive test paper bck, valerie cried. dk why. k next. during amaths lesson, nafiis and fiona get scolded by ms chen. she was like insulting them lah. stupid cher. wth. i really hate ms chen. and im hating maths soon ok ? fuck sial. she was like being goddamn racist uh. g2h seh. this was her sentence "any of nafiis' muslim friends want to help him ?" smth lydat. got more. i noticed dat since she teach us, she's like treating the malays differently. idk but dat's my instinct. can see nafiis was in such a rage but gd thing he tried controlling it. while ms chen was talking to them, both was standing uh but didnt even look at her fcuking face. gd. think the whole class noticed it. however, just as lesson finish, nafiis slammed his desk so hard then walked and banged the door darn hard and loud till the door got hole. imagine dat. and ms chen was just behind or infront of him. k next. hist lesson was in special rm 6. reached, saw cheryl crying. seriously dk why. k next, during same lesson, suhailah cried cos of some misunderstandings. bcos of dat, kien kiat and jarrold fight. never seen them fighting in class before. vulgarities all got. they went and cntinue outside the rm but frm inside can hear cos they kinda shout at each other. think so uh. damn long uh. lesson stopped cos mr tan tried settling things outside with them but no use. hah. k aftr sometime jarrold went in to cntinue lesson while kk just walked away dk go where. lucky its the last lesson uh. haix. conflict.

had supp till 4.30 . i went down straightaway to take pic for investiture next sat, during the family day. then went up hall to join them watch ccks idol. edwin made me melt. opps. haha. and yeahs, missed watching yuko cos she was the 1st contestant. dammit. hope they get to the finals. didnt get to knw cos me, haifaa and liyana went bck straight aftr edwin finish singing.

k needa mugmugmug. tmr ss test and my maths hmwk still not done. cb.


[[xoxo]]

7:11:00 PM


Friday, July 4
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well hello. idk why today kinda no mood. but loads to say.

k here goes. morng met up wif jan and nas. go eat breakfast at mac. passed nas the boots i promised then walk2/sit2 arnd lot1 cos of some reasons. she went sch late arnd almost 9. me and jan went straight to stadium for 100m. idk why dis year's national felt like not exciting. lose interest i think. k whatever. relax ishraq. there's alws a next year. he was damn upset cos 1 more position can get thru semis ald. idk how to pujok lah seh. ok saw MrEmo there. he walked, i melted. we talked, just a good 7 words altogether. why the heck am i counting small stuffs like dis ? goddamn. i miss u fucking loads, do u knw dat ? haix. u've changed, not like the old harris ive knew anymore. we've been tgt for an almost fucking 2yrs, yet u forgotten bout me so fast yet so easily. whereas im here, still faithfully waiting for u like one idiot. i admit. it was love at first sight. and i started telling my friends i like u back then when we were still a pathetic 11 years old, the year u just transfered to our primary sch. but now, u had so many diff lives wif diff girls, i realised im the worst for u. i keep telling ppl, as long as ure happy, im happy enough. but wad matters now actually is my inside. its burning. i knw ur personality. everybody else knws. frm last time, u often talk big, just bcos ure rich, that u alws hurt me. u forever hung up the phone first each time we fought. i was hurt, but didnt take it to heart. not even the slightest bit, so dat i dun hv to part wif u. i'm letting everythng out here. isit worth waiting for u for this whole 3 yrs or so ?..

since pri sch days, ive alws like
the way u walk, even tho u looked like one sick person.
the way u run, even tho it looks kinda ugly.
the way ur hair looks, even when ure bald.
the way u played basketball, cos ure "kaki bangku"
the way we wore our bags wif the same brand; Shayer.
the way ur spects were. i rmbred it was 'snoopy'.
the way u kept saying u look ugly without spects.
the way u wore dat very small, tight pri sch shorts.
the way u talked. ur voice was very sweet, like girl.
the way we passed love letter everyday.
the way u secretly went inside my classrm to put stuffs u bought for me
while we were having PE.
the way we met inside the library every recess, even tho we didnt talked.
the way u spelled my dad's name wrongly.
just everythng.

ive been all these while, rejecting cos of waiting. for the one and only, Supremo.
that was my first love, a love at first sight.

8:16:00 PM




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