yesterday, i skipped school, again.

today :
school turns out to be way better than immagined & with the accompany of girlfriends it becomes even better & better. swear, i love them eventhough sometimes they just get on my nerves. no matter how sad, how angry, how dissapointed i am with you guys, you guys will always remain as my girlfriends. the best damn thang that i could i ask for.

i had mine PTM during recess. momma came at the wrong time. okay, my bad, i gave her the wrong information. after 3 years of PTM & with me by momma side, this is my first time, i cried during the parents-teacher convo. why? not because of my result. okay, part of it is because of my results. imagined, i only pass two out of six subject & thanks to mr azhar, he failed me art. mostly, because of all the sayings momma told to mr mazlee. im touched, very, after i heard everything. i couldn't control my tears so tears start flowing non-stop. i really, really need to work hard this time round. *sighs* im sorry momma if i've dissapointed you :( i will try.

i just need to endure for three more months & thats it. i just need someone to motivate me to work harder, to study. & the support. thanks momma for supporting me from behind all this while. i'll to prove to you that im able to do it. & thanks to girlfriends who are willing to coach me in my weak subjects. i owe you babes.
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tell me what i've just heard is not true. tell me that gay is not going for the kendarat. NOT! fuck him. i'd rather have firdaus around then him. so hidayah told me again that almost everyone is backing-out. i doubt she can get any replacement for this last minute thang. if they can't turn up, they should have informed her earlier. so irresponsible. now what? from 8 people decrease to _ (insert-your-own-number)



boyfriend say " lets meet up tml morning like the other time"
i say " we'll see how :) "