I NEED A MIND REHABILITATION.

finally done with Madrasah exams!
2 thumbs up, i hope to maintain my Number 1 position.
but with me writing crap on those papers, i shall just see how it's going ey.

meet up with Dear Firah on Sunday!
even though it was short, it was sweet.
she's happy about the nail polish eh!
& i surprised her on Thursday night as well, me going down to Pasir Ris and getting lost at fishing pond and all.

had to go to workplace and visit Viona!
had a good talk with her.
oh, she's sucha bitch.
i love my supervisor anyway! heh.

and went over to Mustaqim's place to hand over his present.
okay that guy kopet2 then open the door.
call him like !@#$%^&*() but didnt pick up because he was busy sleeping!
damn you lah. hahaha.

I WANT THIS YELLOW BIKE, CAN?
OLD SCHOOL. nyehehe.
okay the puma one is nicer, but its 3000 bucks, mind you.
might as well keep that money for 125z! HAHA.

anyways, I REALLY NEED TO RESPRAY MY BIKE!
i want it to be pretty but hardcore lah. than can bring it anywhere. because it's nice already ey!
so i need to think of a design.
i need a RED LOCENG! what is loceng in English anyway? i need to kilatkan the bike? okay crap.
i dont need new handlebars, my break is okay. what else ahhhhh! hahaha.
OFF TO D.I.Y. shop ASAP ey!
RED COLOUR IS A MUST! so really hafta meet Amalina and we can get it done once and for all.
that means cash to spend - again! aghhhhhhhh.
but nevermind, the thought of meeting amalina - like meeting a ex-boyfriend for a catch-up!
irony right. but who cares! hahaha. she's a great babe ey.

& oh, i really miss Michelle Sitoh lah!
who tell u to be sick!
den didnt meet up with farhan & zuhairi ey.
aku sayang kau many2 lah sitoh.
please dont eat KFC with me again, dats all i ask for. :)

5th week of school and memories still so intact.
and until now, still so clear.
i want to not say i miss you in fact.
but i still do fear.
you come unexpectedly, you did your thing.
you etched something deeply, you bring me in.
but you wont talk, you shut me down.
and as far away you walk, you left no sound.
not fair, not fair at all at how you made me fall.
& i'm wondering,
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SORRY FOR!
when i can sense that you're not sorry at all...

I WANT TO TURN BACK TIME.
then maybe i will be much more happier.

I NEED A NEW STOMACH.
that damned gastric is killing me softly.
well well, what can i say!?

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