i have one paper left tomorrow. i feel awesome. 2 days left until the holidays. 7 months until PMR. 9 months until my next birthday. HEHE.
okay, i'm speechless. and i'm bored.
and i'm tired of studying.
last night, yellow played on the radio. and flashbacks of my school days in ISH came back. i remember ms mccracken playing it. and we had to draw pictures of what we pictured during the song. i still have the book somewhere. i remember drawing yellow stars. and i think i drew a heart as a border. proof of my uncreative-ness. is there such a word? proof of my creativity. oh right, it's uncreativity. that is right, right?
SPM results tomorrow. syafikah, *nudge nudge
tertanya-tanya. siapa dr fazley ni? kenapa lagu dia tiba tiba ada dalam computer ni? kenapa dia menanti perempuan tu bila april tiba? apa cerita di sebalik lagu ini?
nurul, kenapa awak tak study?
k bye. (sebab saya taknak btw. tipu je)
How come I never hear you say, I just wanna be with you. I guess you never felt that way.
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