Woah!...I must be crazy... I think I was the only one in my estate that woke up at 5.30 a.m on a Saturday morning...I had to so I could go to school for the Cultural Fiesta... my outfit: red polo shirt, black Ferregamo belt,blue jeans and hot pink high top converse shoes...which didn't really rock... I woke up very early so that we (as in class) could prepare for the folkdance competition... I don't really want to explain what happened during that time...too long...we danced and got second place...and got...guitar shaped correction tapes...-_-"... MIGHT AS WELL NOT GIVE RIGHT?!...grrr...work so hard get correction tape..."!@#$%^&*"...so after the dancing we were suppose to visit aesthetics booths...and I was looking for Nat(Nathaniel)...we had an agreement the night before to wear high cut shoes so that we can take photos of them and blog about it...finally saw him and took photo... after that or before that ,I'm not sure, I went to the canteen and took photographs of the ever-tall Nathan, ever-egoistic Shaufy , ever-noisy Cassius and my never-forgotten friends...and we went to the hall for the Kranji Idol finals...and RAIMI WON!...based on performance...and then got more stuff happen...then it was over!... I went to my primary school...South View Primary...because an open house was happening...it was fun... met my decade known friend, Nadiah, and my more than half a decade known friend Farid Azfar and Zamrooth a.k.a ZamZam...my best friends like Raihana...my good friends like Hanafi and my beloved Mdm Ling... I felt alot of different feelings when I went back...I missed my school...I missed everything about it...all those memories I had there... I've been there for almost one decade...alot has happened in that time span... crushes, failing, passing, success, mourning...just pure feelings...in some rare cases there is love...but I'm not sure if it really was for those people...maybe they were having an illusion...maybe they were just imagining what was not right...what was not suppose to happen...maybe...they did fall in love... primary school kids + love = disaster I'm hoping that this someone is not reading this... after more than 6 months...there were no feelings just memories... Now I'm not very sure anymore...that person just looks so different... from what I remembered him to be...to what he is now... How can this happen? THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN! but why do I feel the feelings I felt back then? damn it... I'm only 13...and I can't believe I'm saying all this...neither am I suppose to be saying this... I cannot do this to myself... I must know control... I will only love when I am of age... knowing love takes a long time...not 13 years... Love is not just about the guy carrying your bag, not about the guy escorting you to your doorstep, not about the guy following you everywhere, not about the guy giving you nice presents... There is more to love than that...if that was the case...well then there won't be divorces... Love is what keeps couples together till their golden years and longer... Right now its not love...just adolescent crushes... like what Nathaniel said..."SINGLE" is my favourite word in secondary school... It should be my favourite word right now... or something bad will happen...I know I can't handle "TAKEN"... because I know...I'm just not ready... I will only be when I am of age...only then will I know...
P.s : If anybody knows who he is...please don't tell him...I know you understand...
Blogging to How To Touch A Girl by Jojo...it is my companion on this lonely night as my parents are away and my sisters out...and my maid sitting with me watching t.v...It's different...
I think I could like you but I keep holding back cause I can't seem to tell if you're fiction or fact show me you can laugh show me you can cry show me who you really are deep down inside
The lyrics above are not only necessaryin liking a guy but a human being...if they can do nothing of the above...they are not human... Now lets get back to life...school today...started really bad...I packed my stuff...thinking that everything was set...I headed to school...only to realise something when I reached there and saw everyone else...I FORGOT MY TIE!...I was going..."CRAP!CRAP!CRAP!I DIDN'T BRING MY TIE"...I was at my lowest point then...yesterday it was my shirt now my tie...I was asking everybody whether they brought an extra tie...they all said no...then when we got back to class Qin Le got me a tie...it was Brent's...she saved my life...recess came...then my name was called...*teet*...too late...it was my tie...story short...I gave Brent's tie to Qin Le and everybody is happy...not muahaha happy...but hysterical happy...then ART!...it rocks too much I can't take it...the teacher rocks...she lets us listen to the radio while doing our work...which is good for my brain...I do my work better with music...not noise but music...so good...then assembly...it sucked too bad...man its too bad I can't blog about it...then came choir...I thought it was going to be practice...but then it was only a voice test...it was fun hanging out at the library while waiting...I did my favourite thing...read books!!...I did my test and went home...I wanna sleep now...today ended good...
Crap...holidays are over and school is on...oh crap oh crap oh crap....I hate it...I've been so stressed out...by the way don't tell anybody...but I cried after a few weeks...just to let go you know...I was so stressed out with choir, schoolwork and working very hard to improve the disappointing numbers on my report card...which I call my marks...when I burst out in tears during a fight with my maid(my pastime)...I felt better after that...but still stressed out...My holidays were not really holidays...because my head was filled with the worries of (alot of) holiday homework and the stress that I will get when school re-opens...but one thing really made me feel like it was a holiday...a trip to Sarawak....it was on the last week of the holidays...(very bad timing)....but I felt so relaxed...I forgot all my worries...lying by the pool reading my book...and then going to beach and just walk on the sand...wow...and they have one of the most romantic restaurants I have ever been to....a perfect "Will you marry me?" place...(hint for older guys who wants to propose)...the name of the resort was Damai Beach Resort, Holiday Inn...it was amazing...I have photographs (that I will post later) that I took at the beach...and by the way people my birthday has passed...14th June 2007...it was when I turned 13...becoming a teenager/adolescent...downright sucks...there is no more child discounts, no more child admission...but I'm still a kid...a very cute kid...*sucks thumb*...*frowns*...It was the best birthday I've ever heard...I'm not lying...when I expect less I get more...but when I expect more I get less...its the truth...you have to accept the facts and everything will just follow smoothly...people who do that have happier lives than most...it was the most perfect day I ever had in my 13 years...getting great presents...and happy wishes throughout the whole day...it was perfect...I'm going now...I will update when I want to...
Sorry to everybody who goes to my blog to see absolutely no new posts...Got alot to post...just lazy...today going to post about...you guessed it...my dear sister's graduation from polythecnic...went to her school for graduation ceremony her friends were there too...Kak Shila and Kak Ama(not full name)...before going to her school must get ready at home right?...well...I decided that I would wear a grey top, jeans,black belt and striped flats(shoes lah)...then my sister said that it was a formal thing and that we can't wear jeans...so I changed to skirt, top and heels(not high)...when we reached there(convention centre) and sat...I saw people wearing jeans,tights...TIGHTS!...and I'm not allowed to wear jeans...grrr...then I saw my sister...I was so proud of her.."sniffsniff"...then came out to reception eat eat then do some stuff...then went out of convention centre do more stuff...went home...on the way back I poked kak shila then I called her evil then she called me eviler then I called her evilest then she came up with this word...'evilerest'...the combination of eviler and evilest...stupido...I know...then we had some fun in the car...we laugh-laugh here laugh-laugh there laugh-laugh everywhere...old macdonalds had a farm eeeiiee.....okay back to the story...we(with another friend of my sister's) went up and watched a DVD together...END...more posts to come...when I remember...