*Deeply Sadded*
why?? i need you. i want you. you are not there for me. why??
i waited so long to see you. i thought i did. i'm disappointed BIG -TIME now. you went off without telling me.
today you are smiling at me, tomorrow you smile at another and you went off happily with that idiot! (just because he/she paid $69 first! hmph!)
wattafook.
le coq sportif. black and gold. some lucky koo-koo already happily wearing it. sigh. move on fizah.

something to say--> what next? hmmm....

Boring Sunday.
stay home all day.
Never Study.
bum like crazy.

tommorow english paper.
i'm still in a blur.
hope i do well,
haha. what da hell.

what more to say,
err...i don't know leh.
i guess i'll stop here...
ok. whadever.

(sorry for da lame poem. i know. not creative enough. just read and shut up.)

something to say--> Le Coq Sportif. Black & Gold. i will make you MINE.

*shagged but excited*
went out with bestie dahlia.
at TM, i saw it. black and gold. very sexy. *shivers* it was da Le Coq Sportif bag i've been dreamin n dreamin to get. it was on display. just for me. whakaka. i'll getcha baybeh. (eh? how much arh?)
after that, we got caramel frap. from starbucks. nice.
after that, dahlia's parents took us to mustafa centre. we goofed around in her dad's car. did what girls LURVVE to do. what they call it- cam-whoring..issit? whadever.
nothing interesting at mus. ctr.
after that, went home. in her dad's car, again, cam-whored(or whatever its supposed to be). whakaka.
thanks for sending me home, cik.

DING DONG!
its english paper on monday.
hell, i didnt know about it until like 10:05 pm just now. tsk.tsk.tsk. ape nk jadik??

some fotos we took. da rest...blame it on singnet.

something to say--> i need my pills. badly.

BIG DAY- speech day.
it's finally here and finally over.
mrs oh, you were late. very late.
mr yatiman, you were late too.but not as bad as mrs oh.

minus waiting time, da whole thing was like for only 10 minutes or lesser and we are done with our presentation. that's it. (after weeks and weeks of tiring rehearsal. what da hell.)
a big woohoo cause we managed to sneak into da hall and watched da indoor perf. not bad at all. had loads of fun with da "traffic polices". whakaka.

school? it's cool. got a warm welcome from my dearest class. whahaha. strange you guys missed me. haha. thanks so many many anyway. lessons were okay. teachers look extra good today. oh well, it's speech day. duh-uh.

special thanks to pearl & vince: thank you so much for da chocs!!!! sorry pearl. you told me to eat my choc only when i've recovered right? i could'nt stand it. they make me too high! haha..ate kinder in class just now. yum! i kept your hersheys though. plan to eat it only after speech day is over. thank you again pearl for smsing me and voicing out your concern. :) vince, though i've just known you, it was really sweet of you to get me those chocs. haha. thanks dude! :p

THE-END.

something to say--> am i crazy?

sick.
mc- 2 days.
stupid asthma.
made me wheeze like crazy, made me stay home like a dumb-dumb.
sigh.
for all these, i missed da bio test, i missed da MT list. compre for MID-YR(damn!!)
AND i missed my friends so much!
came for speech day rehearsal but was still weak. thank god they were understanding.
i really hope i'll be well enough for da REAL speech day tomorrow. (although da doc told me no p.e or cca for 7 days. whatever.)

HE is so cute.
HE is so i-dunno-what-more-to-say.
oh god, why aren't we friends anymore.
i missed HIS smiles. so much.


something to say--> Get Well Soon Pieja! (yea...please)

sunday day...

yesterday--> i'm sorry for saying others. im not that perfect as well.

BUT.

im so sorry arh... his face was a bloody joke. REALLY!!

i couldnt stop stifling my laugh. well, it's rude if you just bahak right into that person's face right? i was sitting so directly in front of him. i couldnt control myself.

ok. sorry again.

i promise to be nicer next time. IF i can hold my laughter. THEN.

my sunday-

should be under rooftop da whole day coz i got no plan. unless i go and meet her at da job fair at TM. nah. lazy. maybe go FoodPalace? fulfill my always-empty tummy? hmmm...

tommorow's school.
another whole week to endure.
i hope i will do what i tell myself to. she will get it. finally. maybe.

something to say--> for things to change, i will have to change myself first.

http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g45/epija10/130420062060.jpg

sunday day...

shit day.

words to describe my day today.
shagged. hungry. disappointed. useless.

they call it da monday blues. i guess.
mine? i don't know.

hey,
look, i finally thought today would be da day. and in da end, it's not meant to be. AGAIN.
i think you find joy in disappointing me....eh?
excuses, excuses. keep up with it dude.

shut-up people.
i'm tryin hard to tell myself that i should start working hard.
damn hard NOW.
nagging will only put me down even further.
just stop it, will ya?

mrs kavitha,
whearever you are..i hope you really do take care....
da class feel very empty without you.

something to say--> happy belated 16th bird-dae bro zaini. you are so gettin older and much BIGGER.

I.F.D day

what a wednesday.

alwaes overwhelmed by this rojak feeling every now and then.. one point, its was like so crazy, then suddenly, i got no tooot-ing mood. i don't get myself sometimes.

school was sadly, dull AGAIN.
da onli thing that kinda perked me was --> enjoying french toast at da back of da class with my other accomplices... *BURP* ...but, my 'orgasm' didn't last long...sigh...
back to da 'dull mode' ...

at 12.05p.m--> my nervous system alarmed my dumb brain. or issit my dumb brain alerted da nervous system? ok. whatever. there was this subvocalization thingy going on inside my brain..."ding-dong fizah! you performin later. aren't you supposed to be scared??...muahahaha!" damn! i can't shut it up! then there goes...so super-duper gabra, i will sweat till i can't sweat no more.
by 1.05p.m--> i was squirming like nobody's business in that wet black-t and batik skirt. could not even think properly. talking was then out of question. OH MY GOD. i can't even smile properly for a photo-shoot. i was THAT scared.
4e1's turn came. we danced. yea. with uncountable number of mistakes. da song ended. phew! others were really good. RESULTS --- when da 2nd runner-up was announced, my heart told me, "go get change fizah." when da 1st runner-up was announced, my brain then told me, " you are supposed to be home by now, loser!" when rebecca FINALLY announced da champion(which was 4e1), my heart and brain went dead. MY BODY WAS WHOOPING AROUNG LIKE A MAD ASS. i couldn't stop screaming. really. now i feel so stupid for doing that. but hey...it was so worth it.
4e1, all da aching trainings, da sweat, da participation, it was all worth for. love you guys so much. i never regretted retaining. :p (wokay, no more mushies...)

*confused*
you know, i never knew what was good for us. the decison i made. i don't know. i never liked being a burden. i'm lifting it off for you. happy now?

this section specially dedicated to --> ~pearl, thanks for da note dear. i was deeply touched. life was REAL good after i know miss nice name. good girl. love her so much.
~but i definitely did not forget da rest. TO CHERYL, ADEQ, LIANA, LINA, SHIRA, XUAN HUI, MIRA...and those who approached me to say you appreciated
me, i love you guys. thank-you so much. i feel very special.

something to say--> Happy 7th Burpdae to my dearest lil sis, farah. love being your sis for 7 years. you're a good piece of punching bag. haha. what crap.

booster.

early in da morn: nailed by mrs lee.WOW. "monitress, would you like to share what you just discussed with your neighbour because you seem so excited... the next 10 mins is all yours." so i crapped. i crapped good i guess...and expectedly..she was pissed. told me to write a two page report on what i wanted to say. DOUBLE WOW. at this point, i thank god for making nice friends. i thank 4e1 buds for supporting me during that stucking moment. phew. i burnt a few calories during geog class. because--> i ACCIDENTALLY threw mrs lu's "friend" out of da window while trying to pass it to daryl.(told him so it would fly out!) so, i, hafizah, has to go all da way down to da first level to find it. fetch it. and return it. awesome eh?

afternoon:simply beautiful. had a date with gary. yea. what a joke. it was booster la. again, it was very funny...he had a tough time trying to answer our forever probing questions. it almost killed him i think...everything suddenly ended so fast..sadly..but happily, i took a shot with him. nice.
I.F.D audition went smoothly...tough training paid off. we got in. (i secretly cursed though)

-rainy then-

something to say--> drop, girl, drop.

*dreamy and sleepy*
everything was so heaven. attended a wedding dinner at carlton hotel.
forget about preparations- super-duper gabra.
back to da dinner...da food was yum-yum...i just LURRVE da atmosphere...BUT. at one point i got kinda irritated tat we have to keep rising from our seats- in da midst of our meal. urgh!
HER dress made me go green-eyed. SHE looks so dead gorgeous. Ohh...i feel like getting married now.
mariah carey-hero was played. i was eating. my stomach churned. memories flashed. missed gary so much.
i stole roses.whekeke...not me actually. asked my sis to be da stealer. *evil grin*
by da time da chicken came(which was da second last plate)...i thought da strings at da back of my dress snapped. i was so full.
nice evening....

yea...afternoon. we rehearsed for international friendship day dance at 842B? C? i dunno..some dome tat was near this two blocks....very tiring. hips sway + butt jutt + rolling eyes = dripping sweat.
i still cannot master da bali dance. what da hell. will get private tuition from shahirah tomoro.

something to say--> love brings you down. really. (err, unless you're in dat courtship period la.)

two words to summarise today. bloody shagged. my boredom was undescribable during school hours...seriously. imagine a class where there is a being standing at da front spouting what seems like un-understandable words and lil' raindrops...and da other 38 beings react by moaning every few minutes...school ended with that 'i-dunno-how-to-describe-it' bell...dragged myself home to prepare for an afternoon bake.....unluckily, i was late and i had to take a ride from a car called TAXI. damn! 2.60...i could easily buy a meal at food palace n donate 10cts to charity! ncc training? its da worst ever. i don't blame da CLT's...we slacked alot...and today's training woke us up real good. shagged. but grateful.


something to say--> it feels so good...i wish for it to happen again...but, was it from your heart or was it just a mere act? never will i know. but i sure appreciate it. thanks.