Thursday, March 25, 2004
tsktsktsk.. so tired.. dunnoe why.. come back liao.. just slomped onto the sofa.. den sleep.. very stress..like soyah.. maybe not tt much.. but abt the same.. maths hw haven do.. teachers complaining.. asking why aM i liddat... friends asking.. for their letters..no bed...no sleep..no fruit basket... no music... no bao feng yu.. no toro.. no edison.. no aaron carter... nth left.. all i have is... stress... eggs... homework... and super stress...no rest... where's my day?.. never talked in class.. even mr zaini ask me.. why i so gloomy.. dunnoe also... not in the sch tt i wanted.. tt's a fucking sch... some sort on some days..samuel is toking crap.. dunnoe wad's wrong with him.. under stress i guess.. head prefect's alright.. after sch.. not alright.. relieving his stress out..so.. in a uniqe way... by laughing togeher with us.. yeah.. i certainly do not know wad am i toking abt.. well.. .. arhgh... heck..
