my throat's finally doesn't hurt anymore. thank god. and now ive to kick dis flu away. im not kidding when i said ive used up a box of tissue. serious. the flu is killing me, wad do u expect. and yes, i didn't get my beauty sleep. the aircon didn't help much though. i kept sneezing and blowing my nose verie hard till it hurts.

still feeling feverish. with a spinning and heavy head, a red nose and errr..a warm body? yep.

temperature check: 36.8 degree Celsius

god damn yes! from 37.2 to 36.8. pretty good.

let's see. i slept at 2am cos i really cant stop listening to reggae and more reggae. oi, member smangat download from imesh okay. i cant rely on syasya anymore. funny thing about reggae is dat if u could catch their beats, every reggae song has the same beat except for different lyrics. how cool is dat? too cool i guess.

fahmi msg-ed me in the morning. well, atleast there's somebody out there who still do care about me. he was asking me how's my flu and i told him it's getting worst and im running a fever.

dat mr. doc is betta off be my private doctor. "u betta take ur medicine if not, dun eva think of talking to me anymore." damn it! how could u threaten ur own bestfriend? wait till it's ur turn. i'll make sure i gif u double dat threaten. ouh, i did that before. i told him if he eva involve in a gang fight again, i'll make sure i break his right knee. funny shit.

everything's not okay. im still trying to find a place in my heart to forgive him. how's dat? im not even prepare to start afresh. i hate the thought of picking up the broken pieces of my heart again and again. it hurts alot!

despite being the sick party, i had to go for my tuition at tamp. screw dat kid, she called me at 8.45am wen i was still sleeping, asking me wad time can i gif tutor. how about 10am?! are u crazy or wad? i still nid my sleep. so i told her i'll probably come at 1pm.

urgh..i was 30mins late.

bumped into luqman a.k.a joey at the bustop. they were carrying their surfboard. skimmers la dey..i was trying my best to smile at him and hide my sick face. guess it works.

it's amazing if i tell you that i went home straightaway afta tuition. really. im not in de mood to walk around. took 3 and entertained myself with my mp3. later, two guys boarded the bus and they sat at the very last seat, somewhere right behind me. and i swear i dunnoe wad one of them was trying to do to me.

picture this. i was looking out of the window, too engrossed with the song dat i dunnoe wad is happening around me. wen i turned to my right, i saw a face beside me from behind. and he dugged in and looked away the moment i turned to my right. and wen i turned to my left, he sticked his head out again. goodness! waddehell is he tryna do? peep at me or wad? it was definitely irritating and pathetic. i wished i can knock his blardie forehead with my umbrella and carved the letter 'L' there. L stands for loser. sounds betta right?

dis two prcsian gerls boarded the bus somewhere near pasir ris crest. dey said hi to me. how nicee..i was told dat all sec5 are attending a course for 1 month. and i went "1month?!" with dat wide eyes. it's sucha pity to see them returning to school again for dat pathetic course wen they've already sat for their nlevel. haha..

she's reeked of cigarettes. tak puaser eh..la, step dirah baik je. haha..

she turned around and talked to me. here we go..

she: ey, do you remember last yr's rayer wen u wif ur gerls were walking somewhere at ur area?
dirah: (thinking) hmm..wad tyme was dat?
she: around 12am or 1am. it was really late dat tyme.
dirah: ouh yes yesh! why? u saw us?
she: (laughed) yah. i was walking home alone. were u girls drunk?
dirah: drunk?? errr..no. why?
she: u girls were swaying so much wen u all walked.
dirah: haha..sounds cool. no la, we weren't drunk, perhaps mabuk. haha!

drunk = mabuk wad! but dey looked as if dey contained different meaning though. haha..right?

nvm about dat. it sounded weird. i haven't eaten my lunch anyway.

ew witch! stop bragging about ur daughter can or not? wad's so great about her? it's not like as if she's those real millionaire princess. she's still living under ur money la. u bragged like as if she's so cool. yah right. perhaps, cooler den my grandmere.

i love my charles and keith's handbag! wonder why i didn't take a photo of it? haha..simply bcos it is still nicely wrapped with a plastic cover. i'll unwrapped it on the first day of rayer. hehe..sorie!

okayy. im done with my essay.

my promises are never meant to be broken. sweet!