"No one's gonna catch you when you fall"
-HIM's Beyond Redemption

Atikah; -KEBANG-BANGS!
*happily bobs hair up and down and does the fringe thingy*

Today was quite relax, despite the fact that it was the first day of the week and shiznitz. But honestly, it's been quite slow today. I swear, I officially hate Mr Ebrahim. He had me do crunches again. He was like, "Huda, Sudiana, do your sit-ups now." After I did my twenty(which concludes it), he said that I had done it the first time and passed. I was so effed up with him lah, I started spewing vulgarities at him but, fortunately, he ignored me. Hell, even Siti was spewing vulgarities at him for me. Because she's such a good friend.

Had a maths test just now, I swear, I'll fail it anyway. I would've forgotten all about it if Rauf hadn't reminded me yesterday. A thousand huge thank yous to that dude, really. Though I still would fail. Oooh, Ooh, and Siti's mum bought the nuggets for me! I love you Auntie! [:

Airport-ed just now to study. Which I did while the other two stoned and slacked and made as much noise as they could in the very quiet Airport McDonald's. We stood out alright. I need to work on my composition ideas for tomorrow. Definitely am gonna do Narrative. Though exposition is interesting(it's a debate, whoever who has a good brain in bullshitting will ace that). Sayidah wanted to challenge me just now, in Narrative, and gave me the title; "The Incident". Chicken feet lah, small one! Don't under estimate the powers of Adek Musa.

I did not just declare that on my blog. *shakes head*
I'll die if Yasir(or Shameer or Firdaus or basically everyone who knows Musa) sees this. Fuckit lah, every one's calling me it anyway. Yup. Adek Musa. *nods* Tak Proud!

Kill Hannah's Lips Like Morphine kindda reminds me of something AFI-ish. The singer sounds like Davey Havok. HAVOK! -okay, I'm hyper for no reason. Okaybye.

"No one's gonna catch you when you fall"
-HIM's Beyond Redemption

Atikah; -KEBANG-BANGS!
*happily bobs hair up and down and does the fringe thingy*

Today was quite relax, despite the fact that it was the first day of the week and shiznitz. But honestly, it's been quite slow today. I swear, I officially hate Mr Ebrahim. He had me do crunches again. He was like, "Huda, Sudiana, do your sit-ups now." After I did my twenty(which concludes it), he said that I had done it the first time and passed. I was so effed up with him lah, I started spewing vulgarities at him but, fortunately, he ignored me. Hell, even Siti was spewing vulgarities at him for me. Because she's such a good friend.

Had a maths test just now, I swear, I'll fail it anyway. I would've forgotten all about it if Rauf hadn't reminded me yesterday. A thousand huge thank yous to that dude, really. Though I still would fail. Oooh, Ooh, and Siti's mum bought the nuggets for me! I love you Auntie! [:

Airport-ed just now to study. Which I did while the other two stoned and slacked and made as much noise as they could in the very quiet Airport McDonald's. We stood out alright. I need to work on my composition ideas for tomorrow. Definitely am gonna do Narrative. Though exposition is interesting(it's a debate, whoever who has a good brain in bullshitting will ace that). Sayidah wanted to challenge me just now, in Narrative, and gave me the title; "The Incident". Chicken feet lah, small one! Don't under estimate the powers of Adek Musa.

I did not just declare that on my blog. *shakes head*
I'll die if Yasir(or Shameer or Firdaus or basically everyone who knows Musa) sees this. Fuckit lah, every one's calling me it anyway. Yup. Adek Musa. *nods* Tak Proud!

Kill Hannah's Lips Like Morphine kindda reminds me of something AFI-ish. The singer sounds like Davey Havok. HAVOK! -okay, I'm hyper for no reason. Okaybye.