[I'm losing this faith & eveyone's nowhere near] Have you ever felt so fucking cheated of yourself? Because HI, I'M LIVING PROOF. I fucking revised/studied a hell lot of A Math & I get shot with an F right in between the eyes. I felt so fucking torn I cried my first tears in school this year. I broke my own fucking record. Same goes for Sciences & Geography. They only managed to reap C6s. I'm so not over this. I don't know if I'd get over it fast enough. (&%*%9952`!! All the fucking effort's gone. I didn't even give a single hoot about Malay & I got an A1. What am I supposed to do? Care less to get As?! I DON'T HAVE THE TIME TO. Okay maybe there's just one too many fucks to start this off. Handover a fucking party for me to take this all away! Okay, oops.
I went back to doing A Math anyhoo. Pushing that thought away is darned easy but it comes back to haunt me when I'm relaxed. Shizfiz. Damn you formatted world i.e. Examinations.
I slept through most of today cos my energy level's dipped + an hour of A Math + another hour of chasing my brother just before break fast. Aww, I miss the boy. Too bad I couldn't take him to Underdog cos my Mom just won't let him out on school nights. But better a Bebek for company then none, right? (: Apparently Dian saw me at CityLink's 7-eleven Tuesday evening & tried to call but couldn't reach cos I hadn't topped up my prepaid. Hahahaha. Cartoon la you. You could've waited like ten minutes later.
I AM SO DUMB I SHOULD JUMP FROM HUITING'S BALCONY RIGHT NOW. I'm beat from being a roadie but it's okey. I'm on the bus home now n I'll be home till Christmas I fink. Time for some late night n early morning chats like the ol times, don't you fink? 2.30AM your side, in like 6 hours, okey? I'll wait up till my labbie bonks or when the robbers get me. Then Ninja you can save the day! Isaac baby. The e-mail came in Thursday afernoon. I read it like, a couple of minutes ago?! I SO FUCKING MISSED HIM. I was so /: after A Math I didn't bother fucking around with Loco. Thus, I didn't check my inbox. Yes, he types okay like okey. He types and like n. He types think like fink. He's finally off the road. He finally has time to return my e-mails. He finally has time to sleep in his comfy comforters that we went shopping for while he was here. Or maybe he changed it already. HAHAHAHA @ ME. I'm so coming back at 2.30AM. I can fucking ram my brains with study from now till then, yeh?
