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내 맘을 씹어놓고
13 January, 2009 Tuesday, January 13, 2009

disguising myself had been another moronic hobby of mine these days. hiding the fear of anticipating my next step in life is the most ongoing thoughts. it's not clear yet. it's too late to hold back. it's too late for a back out. and backing out is also not initially my idea. but these scary thoughts has been scaring me. i tried my best to look ahead and foretell the future. however, i can't see what lies ahead of me. it's chaotic.

just one question, am i prepared for this yet?
for EVERYTHING that only He knows what's ahead of me.

blue streak! time flies so fast. a year passed. less than ten months, hence what should i do? i must prove it. the bright side of me must make a comeback. i must do things differently now. i must see things in a better and wider prospect. i must make my brains and cells awake at all time even to sleep.

come on, i need some supports here. i need some advices here. or prolly, i need to cry. where's the bright marina? =.=

oh future, can you tell me how d'you look like?
cause i've been having sleepless nights thinking about you.




i don't have time for love. HAHA. chey, random eyh. haha. but, really. i'm not one of the desperados who keep on pestering people for a relationship. plus, i hate being pestered. i have aloooooooooot more things to think of. my A levels and my future (why do i keep mentioning this bloody thing?!) are much more better things to think upon. so stop bringing pressures on me cos i can't bare it anmr. i don't want to waste any of my precious time for those things. cos i've been wasting alooooooooot of it and am not repeating it anmr. i have my futureee ahead of meeeeeeee!

future future futureeeee. it's scary, don't you think so?
especially if you have less than ten months to think about it.
(see, see. i can't stop talking about it. just don't get bored, people.)


just want to share something that i find it funny.
zah sukarti entered our class at 1230 today. as usual, we started the class by reciting al-fatihah and selawat followed by the attendance.

zah sukarti : siapa2 yg tak dtg?
someone : khairah. and atiqah dah balik dia sakit.
zah sukarti : atiqah? atiqah yg mana eh?

*laughs*
kesian atiqah. hahaha. zah sukarti pon kelaka jugak, head prefect punye muka pon dia lupe ker? lol *garu kepala*

that's all.


i think i may not be going to school tomorrow. just a maybe.
i can't stand the flu. and i'm getting hot.
don't get me wrong. i'm feeling hot.
nah, don't get me wrong again, my whole body temp is rising up.
that's better.

pray for my future, please.
a good one.
goodbye.

p/s : anw, my beloved JR brother is having some problems with the kids in my school. wth. okay, girls love gossiping. but come on, please do the right thing. stop spreading bad andsuperbly untrue stories about people. you guys need a break siaaa.

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