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Wednesday, July 30

we all die young«

4:52 AM


hello everyone.

sometimes i wonder why we're all doing this.

its 4 in the morning. i woke up remembering i have not done my lughah. at all. and my hadith. all thanks to zura who said she's gonna wake me up at 9.45. and yes, im a heavy sleeper when im really very tired. and hell, i think she didnt wake me up. tsktsk. now im doing my lughah. im abndoning hadith till tomorrow. shh. and trust me that the preparations for musabaqah ma'lumat isnt doing pretty well. i dont want to prepare!

yesterday was not as awesome. half of the day, we're in the lounge. but at least i get to sleep for half-whole-freaking-hour. it was heaven. because im brain-dead already. and because i just refuse to do anymore revising in school. its depressing lar. the place isnt that condusive. monster is still mad and i dont like it one bit. ste is still around the corner. and i dont want to enter the musabaqah ma'umat. its taking up my study time IN SCHOOL. okay. at least my revision time. thats not fair. oh! i got to play netbola. just to release the stress thats building up. SHZ was there! it was fun ar. ahaha. im not in pe. thats the not-fun part. but nevermind. went home with SHZ and HJN and we were story-telling all the way. the walk home from bangkit was amazing. i want to do it again soon. this time, i dont want to wear jubah. -__________-"

(( continue-ing ))
school is like an addiction now
i cant stop going to school, there's you
looked forward to 'accidentally' bumping into you
(and i know your daily routine)
and one day, you werent there
the next day too
and the next day even
i missed you like crap
that lopsided smile that wink and that cheeky grin
i tried asking your friends why werent you in school
'he's sick' was all they ever say
i was worried
its puzzling me
we never talk to each other
except when we were assigned partners
and all we ever did was to smile at each other
but im missing you loads and its driving me crazy
and one day, early in the morning, i received another sunflower
(( to be continued ))

i want to sing out oud. i want to run (this, i seriously need)
MAY PEACE BE UPON YOU.

dont you see? i want to be there with open arms;NABILAHMOEN
p.s: im hating myself


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