Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
will blog sooooon.
BYE INTI. thank yous to the people who've helped me become who i am at inti. will blog soon. exhausted, havent slept for more than 3 hours in 2 days. finals was draining, but its over. need to pack up, perhentian tonight! ;D
just one thing,
hey youu miss ah ho, you think you know SABS more than i do? you dont, so stop acting like i dont know my own school, i know all the ways to skip class and avoid the cameras so i am better than you. (hahhahaha bitchy high school girl taking over me) i have been bringing my phone to school every single day since form2, it was never about the rules, its really just about not getting caught. you teachers can NEVER outsmart a true sabs-ian, dont brainwash my juniors into following the school rules please. (hahahhaha, i apologize for my bitchiness but that miss ah ho bullied me back in form 4 so i kinda hate her until now)
INTIANS. yo. ;)
Monday, May 2, 2011
about leaving.
2 more weeks left in INTI. the thing i do best when i cannot deal with stuff, shut them out from my head. i have literally lived by the phrase "ignorance is bliss" when it comes to things i cannot handle. i push them so far back until sometimes, i forget it ever existed until reality hits and i am forced to rummage thru all the junk i have been shutting away, find that one precious thought, analyse it finally and conclude my feelings for it. well, its the same about leaving. i have been acting so cool about leaving because i dont wanna deal with my real emotions on this. i know i wont be able to pull through. but i must, i must leave. i walk very slow now in school. because i wanna breathe the INTIan air for a longer time. trying to remember all the things we did in each corner of the campus.
how on earth did ONE YEAR go by so quickly.
how the hell did i develop this passion for school.
shit why didnt i blog about every single detail of everyday about my life here. everyday has been awesome. someday when my memories are blurred and i need something to refer to when im reminiscing, where am i gonna find all that. shit shit shit.
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forget it. i still cant deal with this.
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