Lovely

If I were to be honest, I really think I used to write well... now all the words seem jumbled up in my head and I just can't seem to express them.
By writing well, I mean I wrote essays well - not my blog posts. Because it's #truefax that my blog posts are utterly boring.

Anyway, did I tell you about my recent test? IT WAS HORRIBLE, I TELL YOU. And this time, you have to believe me. My marks went down by like... 30 for physics. It may have had to do something with the fact that I didn't study... *crickets.
Oh well.

Oh, I just gave my url to a fellow BWP, Harir Zharfan. I'm not sure if he'll read my blog, but Hai Harir! You're the best Welfare Exco this school has ever had. *buat muka mintak belanja.

And Ramadhan here has been okay. Okay, more than okay. As much as I dislike living here, I love spending this month here. Though exhaustion conquers my body each day, I'm surviving...
There's only a week and half left here and I'm coming back home!
... While everyone is going home on Thursday, I'm going back on Friday because I already bought a freaking bus ticket which cost RM16 and I'm too money-savvy to just burn it. Waste of money. It's okay, I'll have Laila and Teha to accompany me :)

K, I've run out of ideas. Haha. I have a meeting tonight, and I'm not particularly looking forward to it as it'll only mean another night of sleeping late (like I don't do it every night anyway).
I spent my time last night looking at the old pictures during Form 3 with my roomies. Such sweet memories... how hard I still hold on to them just so that I have a reason to smile each day...

(How emotional Farhana. Please shut up)