Saturday was horrible. The crowd was like so dead and the only time I see lively faces was during makan time. After that, we all went out to get some air and everyone's mood just changed. It's our hormones, rite? Something must be wrong with my mind that I did that, seriously. I woke up the next morning thinking it was merely a dream but it wasn't. I mean what was I thinking, everything is so good now and I spoilt it. I'm just thinking too much, I know. Argh..and I got myself into that shyt for the second time. I don't understand why am I always at fault for every tears she shed. I don't blame anyone but myself. Drama, drama...it's going on like crazy. The photos are really blur, forgive me.
The phone call just ended in such a way
That I wasn't sure just what to say
Who to call, how to feel
Won't someone tell me is this even real
I'm such a mess
I'm such a reck
Oh, I'm such a mess
When We're Hungry,
Love Will Keep Us Alive
We learnt "If" by Joseph Rudyard Kipling today. He's from Bombay by the way. Omg, he's the one who wrote The Jungle Book. I love that book. School..I felt useless and I slept during Chemistry. =) She is sooo darn boring! But a nice person, I think. Puasa puasa..how they tahan lar? Won't their stomach wall corrode or sumthing. We're going back 30 minutes earlier on Wednesdays and Thursdays. "Canteen food sarks during Puasa month, said Pops". She's all excited about her braces thingy, so glad for her and I wish her all the best with her appointment with the dentist. Blended Ferrero Rocher please, HAHA. And H1N1, SHOOO!!!