I've been running in and out of my room for sometime now. Do you want to know why? There's a flying bug in my room and I am freaked out. I scared myself by thinking wild. Well, I'd wanted to kill that bug with my Mom's slipper but turned out that I was too afraid to even do that. You should have seen its body-something sticking out from the front, it kept coming in and out. Easy said- I hate what I hate. Get what I mean?

Phobias sucks. I mean, who ever likes it? Everyone has their own individuality of phobias. As for me, there are only three things that makes me feel like I'm dying. Number One-motorcycles, Number Two: Fast speeds (I literally meant, riding something with full speed) and Number Three: Heights.
Everytime I see motorcycles/bikes ride pass me, I'd feel something rather scary? It's prolly because of the accident few months back. Yes, it made such an impact on me even though I often jaywalk. He he he. It's as though I'm riding on the bike and I can feel the rush. I don't like rides with vair fast speeds (!!!) It makes me feel as though my heart's dropping in any second and I'd feel like I'm about to fall off from the sky. Heights- I think by closing my eyes, it'll be alright.

Oh goddie god, that was vair vair random. Ha ha ha, talking about phobias, out of the blue. Well, that goes to show how bored I actually am! Mom's having her Dinner&Dance in the hotel at Terminal 3. I bet she's having much fun as I am (which is so not true).

I may be applying for a job either at Long John Silver or Macdonalds. Now, don'tlaugh at me please. I'm just doing something productive to earn my own bucks :)

School was pretty much practising its normal routine. No matter how lifeless lessons were, I'd have to bear with it. Everyone has to, right? Nothing ever gets into my head. To be frank. But of course, I'll study when I HAVE to. And bad thing is, we'll be kept busy with projects and assignments now since common tests are over. I dread doing projects. You see, my head produces nothing creative or innovative so it's rather hard for me to develop good ideas.

On the other hand, I'm terribly annoyed by 'youthinkyouaresoperfect' kind of people. I used to think we got along pretty well, excluding the fact that I've got issues with you. I didn't think that would stop us from being close and yeah, everything. Just didn't thought everything would turn out this way. Shit happens (!!!!!!) Seriously speaking, I think you guys are living in denial. I mean, you know you don't like each other, but yet you still hang out together. No harm being friends with them either. I'm just speaking up in my own point of view. When you're alone, relying on people that you've spoken ill of, isn't really nice. Ha ha, konek sia. Taktau asal, mcm geram gituh. zZZZZzzzzz. Suckassssss. Da tkder kwn, buat hal tkder kwn ah sial. Tkyah gi ngn org2 yg kau bbl buruk peh. Abeh muke, rambut, facial expressions maintain eh babe.

Imagine you having boobs cancer. C'mon, who would buy your story? We're not 5 year old kids la, girl.