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Sunday, April 20, 2008

Weekends have never felt this relaxing. I swear. I know. It is JUST prelim exam. But so what? It's still an exam. I've been thinking about life after secondary school. And yes, I haven't really set my mind on which poly I want to be in to further my studies. The decision-making part is very difficult. I have to consider tons of factors. I don't enjoy studying, but I always study. See the irony? I guess I just dont know what to do with my time. My parents say that if I'm ready to face pressures and challenges, then maybe I'd like to consider jc. But um hellooo? Pressures? Naaaaaah-ah. You know what. Maybe I shouldn't talk so much about these stuff in my blog. I have to prove my own capabilites first before I set my targets. Speaking of targets, I have never had any targets in my secondary years. If you must know and it's pretty amazing the results that I produce. Okay fine. Now I sound like as though I'm bragging. But I swear to god, I am not. It's just so...very miracle-ly. Okay not. I study for god's sake. Why again am I talking about all these. I didn't sign in to blogger to be blogging about um, let me see, my "future"? Now I guess I was carried away. But oh well. That saved some thinking. I guess.

I actually had to slap myself first to really wake up and bathe. Only I didn't. I was extremely sleepy, my eyelids actually weighs 15.7kg. Taking into consideration that I'm talking about my eyelids here, 15.7 is really that heavy. It was a torture to open my eyes just now which is of course something not really pleasant to happen especially since today is Sunday and I have to finish up my homeworks and study. Right. So everyone was bored. There was not a single exciting movie film drama, whatever, on tv. We ran out of cds to watch so that left us with basically nothing to do except eat. Ha-ha. After which, we had an extremely good laugh about my mother's sound effects, we laughed until tears rolled down our cheeks. My mother laughed until she could not say another word. I, seeing how my mother laughed, laughed even harder because haha, I laugh when people laugh. And then we reminisce about how we once saw a fat, short boy carrying the hugest backpack fell on the road. I repeat, the road. Laughs. It was damn funny. But only my mother and I found it hilarious. Ha-ha. And then we shared a few more true life joke. It was a hell of a good laugh after 1 whole week of studying. Fuh. Yea, one week. Not a big deal to the sec one's for sure.

I lost almost all of my stationaries. I can't possibly be misplacing all my 128 items in my pencil case. Because that's not logical, really. Schoolmates have been coping stationaries. I mean, don't they have money to buy a cheap one? Irritation. School without Mr Chua would be something to fret about. Heave a heavy sigh pls. And then having to see muke krepot aka Sies Senan everyday just about suck, big time. With the discipline master with an unclean and sticky turban, things could not get any worser. I'm glad that Mr Sies wont be taking me for his Mother Tongue class . The sight of him makes me want to pour acid all over his damn face. That sarcastic mulot-tak-tahu-jage old stinky maniac. Take that. I just hate him so much. And I DO have reason(S!) But to get krepot to side me? Ha-ha. Impossible period. Okay whatever. Talking about losers like Mr Sies will ruin my currently happy mood.

Dear Sweetheart,

You are the only one who can make me happy with your love and affection. Since I have met you, I have noticed that life is worth living. I live mine for you. You have stolen me from me. Alone I can be lost. So, do not let the distance between us become larger. Each day is more wonderful that the previous one as I know that I will see you. Although I know that you will ignore me, as usual, I still want to see you. The further you will go from me, the more I will love you. A heart truly in love never loses hope but always believes in the promise of love, no matter how long the time and how far the distance. There are so many ways I want to tell you that I really love you, my sweetheart. My feelings for you are true and pure ... like a virgin. I have tried lots of times to confess but you are always acting deaf to what I say. Remember one thing ... I love you and I will always love you. Loving you is something I love to do.

Love always,
Me.

(I love life, so much. I love God for giving me all these. I love my family to the extreme-mest core. I have the most awesome parents that has ever walk the planet. My ibu rock. and my Muhd Az-dzaahiir Bin Muhd Daud brightens my day, always. Ilysm baby!)





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