right here waiting..

week zoomed past..

monday was.. okay.. trg.. found out that jy was gonna study in uk and this week's her last.. didnt really press for details. kinda thought that if i didnt know, i could pretend that its not gonna happen or something.. =/ ahwell..

and omg zerui has a belly piercing! cool shit.. and haha poor girl hadta demo prone during partC livefiring.. ouchh..

tues was odd.. short dayy. planned to get home early and do work. ended up in fareast with fariNa and seleena for lunch. slept till 6+ when i got home.. productive much..

wed was trg again. tiring bah. had company games,songs and cheers. kinda sad.. one of the last few company moments.. we got ultra mushed up and some of us were crying abit. mainly cos we'll be one pltnmate short.. again. and yeah.. ord-ing in 4-5 weeks. finally understand why ex sec4s and all always look so.. sad when we have company stuffs.. seeing the jnrs all enjoying themselves.. arms around each other in the tight circle. we were in their shoes once..

i took for granted
all the times
that i thought would last somehow

bah shall leave all the emo shiite for ord or something..

so anw thurs was looong and torturous.. was so tiredd. and when school ended at 3, there was still tuition to go for.. mehwell.. ohh but a relief teacher came in for chem cos jkoh was on course. it was refreshingg! i learnt alot more than i ever did in any other chem lesson. yay! sad to know that there are alternatives that you cant get..

friday- lessons were pretty much uneventful.. oh eng is shit screwed.. im like seeriously dead for eng so bahh bleah.

Drama and JK meeting after school. i now know why cikgu's been acting cold towards me lately.. sheesh. i was pissed beyond pissed. god i dont rmb ever being that pissed really.. garr!

so anw.. -nods. we shouldnt blog cos it'll just jatuhkan maruah pelajar-pelajar rgs.. it's called mengumpat.. fitnah.. etc etc..

John Constantine:
Angels and Demons can't cross over into our plane. So, instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. A single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon's touch and those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit.

anw.. cikgu's very much unprofessional i realize..na: "you just noticed?" ahwell.. fine i was deluded. well she used to be nice i guess.. till i dubbed her kambeng. bah she doesnt deserve it.. ahwell she's influenced easily.

they were just dying to hear what i had to say for myself. haha? =/ i dunno. i was super pissed but i couldnt be bothered to settle the matter. i mean what i said i guess.. i did my work and i know that i've contributed as much as i could considering the circumstances. farin and na know i got some work done and i dont quite give a damn what they thought of me. sheesh..

ahwell.. haven't seen nancy in a week.. feeling quite lost somehow.. oh bother..

and meh.. know how you regret after doing or saying stuffs? i think i really should start thinking more.. hohum.

olivejuice 15mth baby.. 69 more..? =// -hugs