happy birthday dad...
shall go shopping on sat or sun and get my dad his belated present.
reading my previous blog posts i realise how serious i sound.
and that is not good.
why the hell am i typing my post this way?
i don't know i don't care i just wanna let it go
i'm happy to have siti, firdaus, and feena to be there for me to listen to my problems.
sometimes i feel like a pain in the ass and i feel so guilty that they have to listen to my problems.
but i shall try to be there for them too.
and whoever else who needs a listening ear too.
lalala... french tests sucks...
can't believe i fell asleep during the test.
fcuking smart right... slept at almost 1 ytd.
might not b as late as some ppl but unlike sme ppl i can't go on like that for 3 whole weeks.
and mostly i'm up thinking abt things.
things.... haha.. my problems and her problems and her problems too..
shall look forward to tmrw.. gg out to play badminton where i shall have the pleasure of smashing the shuttlecock and letting it all out on that poor innocent shuttlecock.
then there's madrasah and tuition.
i find madrasah such a nuisance nowadays..
cos lessons are repeated over the years.
we dont really learn anything new.
and i have 2 more yrs to complete.
lucky my mum dnt want me to continue to belia.
shall look forward to english tuition.
and there's campus superstar so i shall watch [at home] and support our schmate..
cant be at sch cos my mum wont allow.
bleargh... im at the pt of being trashed again by my mum...
she told me she didn't trust me, not directly but whenever she's being sarcastic you can just tell what she really means so she might as well point blank say she dont trust me cos it just saves her breath from forming long sentences cos in the end she would still mean that she don't trust me, [wow...] and now that i keep on going out for one thing or another and disagreeing what she says, cos sometimes what she says is just point blank crap, maybe she'll tell me she's gonna disown me next time
my life is so 'great'