Well, as I left my school in a submarine to avoid the large mass of hypocrisy, I went to the bus stop and click - there were cliques. Seriously I don't know where I belong to. Sarah's always shouting at people and thinks she's all Brittany when Brittany screams much better than Sarah. I think Sarah batal all her puasa. Or she could be suffering from the-time-of-the-month syndrome. Anyway, Adam is so avoiding the Sham group. I dunno why but he said that he'll feel odd with them. Like, hello? You'll feel odder when Nani and Izzati go to their 2/1 girlfriends. Anyway, STOP SHOUTING AT ME!!! I'm like this walking pressure cooker and I'm about to explode any minute. So don't mess with me or you'll be karate chopped at the thachea and you'll die!!!
Have you ever felt that your life is BORING? I mean, my life is like a weird life-cycle. Wake up at 5 to sahur. If got exams early in the morning, revise. Go to school. Do exams. Come back. Revise. Buka puasa at 7. Revise a bit. Sleep really early. I need some spice in my life, like a letter from Tyra Banks or something. Oh God I feel so unholy, and the day is coming! I mean, isn't it obvious? Earthquake during fasting month. Anyway, I'm going to teraweh when I finish my exams. Must warm-up my legs.
I just realised that in less than one month,
- Exams over (13/10)
- School ends (28/10)
- My birthday (29/10)
- My mother's birthday (29/10)
- Hari Raya Puasa (3/11)
Maybe this is the spice. Oh well, anyway you might be thinking that I'm like this miracle baby because I'm my mother's birthday present, except that the gift box is the womb and the ribbons are the umbilical cord. Well, I'm not. I think I'm going to fail my Chemistry, which means that I won't become a CSI, which means that I'm going to have to be an I don't know what.
Hey Channel 5 is going to show Project Runway, which was nominated for Best Reality Show at the Emmys. It must be better than ANTM because ANTM was NOT even nominated!!! I need a talk with the officials.