the controversial me

Just when i needed you the most. You left me for your friends. I tried. 3 hours of persuading you to stay. That didnt work. I sat there and stared into the sea; while my friends were inside having fun. I closed my eyes and sent out a prayer. Thats when i cried my heart to sleep. You made a promise to me. That is to never let me go. I hope you’re sticking to it and i really hope nothing happens to you. No matter how upset or angry i am, at the end of it all, you do know that i love you the same. Bear with me cause im going through shit right now. Come home soon Myra ho, i miss you.

Hello boyfriend. Your passwords are so easy to guess keke. ANYHOW, STUDY FOR EXAMS YEAH?? DO YOUR BEST THEN AFTER YOUR EXAMS WE EXERCISE AND HAVE FUN OKAY?

Okbye.

2 examinations to sit through. Both aint my forte and i’m not feeling confident at all. But whatever the case, i’ll give these 2 papers my best shot.

My ride’s taking too long to arrive. It’s such a freaking BIG distraction. Dear Suzuki Swift, arrive soon will you?

my printer ran out of black ink so i had to wake up earlier and edit my notes. Changed the black fonts to dark brown and then printed supposedly all of my notes. Missed DB; got caught up watching some chinese show. So i went for my exam at 4pm. I saw bala and nash and happily sat beside them. Little did i know that my fucking table was spoilt. Me being me, did not want to make a big fuss outta things, thus i sat there quietly and did my paper. I must admit it was freaking difficult to make the slightest of movements as the table will come off. Feeling sleepy, i was unable to focus. Yea, there goes my grades. Since when did i cared anyway? Well people, maybe things have changed? I do care about my grades as a matter of fact. Okay, shall not go on cursing my luck all the time, somethings are just predestined.

work on sundays are tiring and draining. It just so happens that i dont get a good sleep every saturday night and wake up feeling grogy on sunday mornings. Truck loads of luggages await me. Fuck that. You know somehow i find it all so disorganised. Needing to stack the luggages at one corner, only loading them up after a certain time. It’s like double the work and i’m kinda frustrated with this arrangement. But seriously, will all these ranting help change anything? Nah, i’m just pouring my heart out. Cause afterall, it’s the $50 that i really need. Stupid petrol prices. Rarr! I’m out.

It feels good to spend time with friends. It feels even better to get high on a wednesday night and miss your thursday lessons. Exams are round the corner and i’m feeling the heat. Cant afford to fail 2 modules else school will be a living hell for me. On a lighter and much cheery note, i got to spend time with my baby. Hey girl, despite the quarrels and arguements we’ve endured, i’m still happy to be a part of your life. Thank you for being so patient with me all the time. i love you.

Just a mere 2 months later, i’ll be living the dream. Yes, i’ll have my own ride to flaunt. Wowza!

I got myself another blog. Oh! How cool!