a maze.

library with arif, fadhil and fiqah just now.
i had so much fun.
our intention was to study. arif wanted me to teach him math.
everyone seems to be so worried about math. including me.
however, we ended up rambling, laughing our asses off and eating pratas.
haha. i went there with only $1 in my wallet. pathetic, i know.
but this is what i call "saving money". haha.

i was being a bitch last night. a 5-star bitch.
i just continue what she has started.
i am just sick of dramas.
im sick of people thinking like as if i was a newly born baby who knows absolutely nothing about this unfair life.
they think they can trick me easily.
she has no idea what ive been through.
i will just pretend like i believe, pretend like im stupid like i always do.
i was a bitch, a betrayer, the worst girl ever or whatever you call it.
but i was myself. i AM myself. this is me. and this is how you want me to treat you.
just to let her know, shes completely excused to go and tell people all the bad things about me.
i dont give a shit, miss perfect.
you want to impress people by telling them my darkest secrets like what you did before?
go ahead.
wait until i tell the whole world what youve done to everyone.
(shit, im not like her!)
ive memorised everything about you. thats why all the math formulae cant fit in into my brain anymore.
dont ask me who this girl is.
i know ive been complaining so much. too much indeed.
but i dont think its wrong to express what and how i feel here.
talking things out makes me feel much better.
but not to those who can only talk! cmon, talk less do more!

im glad i have mifdhal who cracked a big big smile on my face last night, as he always does.
im glad he told me i wasnt a bitch, i was just being myself.
im glad to know that he is the bestest friend ive ever had.
:D

tomorrow im having my math test.
whats worse, im having common tests this week.
but the WORST is, im not fully prepared.
teachers this year suck. except for miss gan.
i suck even more as a student.
bad gatria, bad.

im starving right now, thats why im blogging. to kill time.
by the time i finish blogging, my dinner is ready.
YAY.

im still waiting for my birthday. 28 april come come quick!
i dont want anything but miracles.
i want a miracle to make me slim.
i want a miracle to make me smart.
i want a miracle to keep me happy.
lets make it easier, i want to be better! much much better.
eh i want this baby-g watch also! and a new phone.
but theyre not important if compared to MIRACLES.
or give me a fairy godmother will do. :)

and and, i love epin to bits and pieces.

for willing to buy me this goddamn perfume and deliver it to singapore.

*jumps*

i can hardly find the perfume here. even if i can find one, it will be at high price.

:(

one more thing, i need to repair my laptop.

i just discovered that i keep 5000+ files in my rubbish bin.
RUBBISH.

ok, i gtg. bye.
*im so random, i swear.