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Saturday, October 11, 2008
Over @ 11:25 PM
Ola! Exams are finally over! Wooh, this call for a celebration. Goodbye exams, and hello freedom! Actually, can't say 'bout freedom too soon, what if i fail terribly. Eeek, suicide. Cause i screwed Poa. Nevermind, Let's pray, i'll pass. (: And, at the mean time, let's enjoy all time we have, before we get our results back.

Nothing to sayyy, lol. This month is where all the malay people go celebrate raya. When i just sit at home, facing this stupid monitor screen. Psh. Don't bother asking why. Booo! I'm so bored. Friday and saturday, nothing to do. Probably die, from this boring-ness. Got such word? No. lol. Nevermind. I wonder how i'll survive for two months of holiday? Hmmm. Kill time by, watching anime, reading, drawing, play stupid games. Yeah! -.-

Ah, this past few days, i feel so terrified, insecure. It's like i'm gonna lose something. What does this emotion called? I don't know. At times, i go panicking for no fucking reason. I worried like fuck when i don't know what the hell i'm worrying. I'm gonna lose something, or even worst, maybe i'm gonna lose someone. God, hope not. I've been holding everything back. Fighting back tears. Why? Cause i hate this fucking feeling. I hate to breakdown. Who does? I'm tearing up inside. Or maybe i'm just being fucking paranoid.

I'm done here.


P▲PERHE▲RTS
Umairazxz

Seventeen;
I can smile and frown at the same time, can you?















We all have been degraded We all have been the greatest

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