The needle on my record player is running thin....

Tuesday, May 19, 2009 +

haaaahh,yeahhh,MATHS.. im referring to maths btw. I think i've wasted my time studying for the so-called quiz test which was yesterday. At last, i didnt really do all the question.Almost the whole class i guess.We busily did something else. and now i feel weird all of a sudden. like gosh, doesnt feel like a quiz at all. my lecturer is damn cool. while we sat for the quiz, he went outside. obviously, everybody was talking,seraching for ans.This is my sch's life. *tsk tsk
i think i'll miss this in few years time :(

so i end late yesterday,every monday that is. went back home with the usual cliques. Once again I'm being reminded on how small built and short am i around them. Kie,no all the time. hahah.. why thank q but im average height OKIE, just that people arnd me are freaking tall. :P

i usually love mondays, even though the monday blues wont go away till after break time, even though i've nite class and ended late, even though i'll be starving like what at the end of GMP lessons. haaah. love love it. okie, this is random, but i didnt know there's some sort of a garden near the carpark arnd south canteen till dear poonam showed me. i know, one year oreadi sia. so, to pass time while waiting for the GMP to starts, me and her went there without realising hidhir and taufiq near us so ,all of us went there. came back still donno what to do while waiting for Mr Alfred to arrive. im sick of studying and so we gals gossip..and please,its harmless gossip, not those bitchy kind. hahah. And i wore a sneaker yst, freaking funny ahh. no choice,since i've lab. but they've been nice and all, saying i look just fine.. aww. only my sista said i look WEIRD :(

the tumbler saved me in the end.. :) and the rose was by fatin. isnt it nice? i've a feeling she's into art now.. wuhoooo

"Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it. :)"

till then lovelies,

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