Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Just woke up... so sick... when is the sickness gonna go... i am infected wit viruses.... i have flu, sore thoart, headache, coughing out loud and feeling feverish.... feeling sick.... todae i was late... i saw u... i wanted to ask u but i didnt noe how... i didnt noe how to approach u..... i m sorie.... aniwaes... i got up to class and no 1 was there so i when to change for P.E. then got back and completed some stuffs... Newspapers..... then i slept... how good it felt... then P.E. i tink tat made me sick... after running we play soccer i was gonna vomit and then faint... but didnt... i wanted to go home! so we continued playing soccer... then when we finished... i saw a horrible sight... U KEEP WISHING HER TO COME BACK!!![[ BECAREFUL OF WAT U WISH FOR!!! ]] then i saw Mdm. Samsiah.. she saw me.. i quickly run cos it isnt gonna be the first time she is gonna catch me wit coloured socks... then had maths... it was okay... didnt talk never will... mr.sundriah gave us youth dae presents... a pencil and some erasers... i didnt want ani.. so wateva u ass! then recess eat la then wat? didnt change my P.E. clothes and didnt wear socks... then finished we went to change during recess assembly... and went to do E.O.A course work.. its an n-level papper... just finished it... it was a happy feeling... cos i noe tat i did well.. well actualli i hope... aniwaes when tat was over i played wit some skool software... real nice.. skool gots lots of software... now i dont tink i can enjoy them.... nvm.... miss u softwares... then it was assembly... i didnt bring my tie!! no 1 told me to! so got down and borrowed from some of the soccer boys... wat i dont understand is tat 1 of the boys wouldnt lend my fren a tie.. his fren.. but instead an asshole he doesnt noe.. i noe ... y would frens do tis... i dont get it.... the world is changing... aniwaes the youth dae concert was ok..... ouh yar.. i did wanted to join the poem competition.. but i passed the paper to shining... so i hope u got them to ms.low... thnks... if u didnt its okay... here is just 1 of the poem:
The Razor
Love me,
my razor blade.....
Peel my skin,
make me scream.....
Sink so deep,
make me weep......
Cut my flesh,
make me bleed......
Take my life,
set me free.......
i didnt noe wat ms. low would have entered cos i sent bout 6... i tink she didnt get to see it.. arhhgg nvm...
hey... i am sorie... for wateva i have done.... well somebody told u somthing else... plz forgive me.. i dont noe wat i have done wrong.. plz tell me... all i wanna do is..... haiss.... plz? forgive me?
[[ i am in the wrong ]]
[[ sorie a million time ]]
PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.
