WOS

This week has been quite awesome. But as expected there's some ups and downs. The Mid Years are going on. And the English paper 2 killed me. For paper 1, I fucked up the report writing and i named the principal, Mrs Tang, when in the question paper it stated that the principal is a he. I wrote Yours Faithfully when it is supposed to be Reported By. And i think i'm gonna lose alot of marks because of fucking up the format.

And i'm gonna fucking flung my SS paper. I didn't study a single thing because my god damn book is lost. So i did the paper with zero information in my brain. And the answers that i gave makes no sense at all. Fuck, just when i'm planning to pass my combined humanities, someone just have to ruin it. Thank you very much.

I have been staying back after the exam papers for art. But ended up playing instead of painting. It's awesome having Farah, Aidil, Nadia, Sheila, Hasyer and Nashrah around. Always making me laugh even though when i'm pissed off with someone else.

i fucking want to pass my fucking combined humanties!

If you can't keep a promise, but you don't have to lie...

Greeting, humans.
I got that tittle from one of my brother's song, Loose Words. And i thought it would go with this post. Here goes.

How you'd feel if somebody promised to give you this 'thing' but later you found out that the person gave it to somebody else? Frustrated? Angry? Upset? Pissed off? Think about it.

I thought i'd blog something before i'm off to Nadia's crib to finish off my art. And i think i've ignored my blog for far too long.

I'm dying to know how the Comeback Kid gig was. No, i did not went to the gig but i'm fine with it. Guess, i'm gonna find out from Asy'Ari on Monday.

Well, i'm out. Will blog soon.

.e.n.d.

He makes me go ga-gah!

Why aren't these tears coming out of my eyes?!

Fucking Monday.

I hate today! I fucking hate today! I was late for school today. But Mr. Wong let us off. So i was cool with that. Then i don't know what happened me, but i was sick. My whole body was aching so bad that i couldn't even sit up straight during malay lesson. I was freaking weak that i didn't even talk. I was damn quiet. Sheila and Syafiqah insisted me to go home.

But the lady in the office told me that i can only go home if someone fetch me home. I was like what the fuck sia. All of my friends who went home didn't have anybody to fetch them. And yet they were allowed to go home. Bullshit sia. But i didn't want to make any commotion, so i said it was ok. 'Cause i know my mom must be busy working.

I slept all the way during social studies period. And i don't even know a single thing about what Miss Hamidah taught. And i believe she finished teaching the whole of chapter 6 or was it 7. Gah... But you wanna know the worst part of today?

Somebody fucking stole my PSP. Fucker sia. Not only me, Farah pon. And i fucking curse that whoever stole my PSP will live his/her life a living hell. And fucking die in a fucking tragic accident. And when that person die, i'd go to their grave and shit on it. That's for stealing my damn PSP.

Fucking stupid sia. And i don't fucking care if that person is a guy or a girl. Or an aunty or an uncle. That person will live a living hell.

Went back home straight after school. I couldn't bare the pain anymore. I didn't even go for the damn study programme. Bad luck sia. And it's only the first day of school. Tsk.