Chequie,

OMFG my blog has been dead for nearly a millenium. HAHS.

I told you I hate separation- in every way. Ok ya ya I'm gonna blog about GRADUATION DAY which was today. YAYA, so much for being emotionless about the whole thing but I ended up crying my eyes out infrontof the teachers which was so fuckin embarassing and hugged a whole lot of teachers. Damn, I don't feel like attending anymore graduating ceremonies like this anymore, I swear. It left a painful feeling, the feeling where you don't feel like parting, yet you want to.

I miss every single bit and pieces of 4/5, though I used to despise you guys (the familiar bunch) a lot for irritating the shit out of me every day that I gave up with the noise and slept the whole lessons away cos my concentration flew out of the window just like that.

I'm officially a minah lepak now cos apparently one of the sec ones who 'baru naik' salam-ed me, at first I hesitated when I saw his outstretched hand but I returned his salam back out of courtesy and then he told me that the salam to anyone there means that the person is a considered as one of the members there so my ever-so-slow brain generated a message that I'm a part of the lepak-ers there already. I cringed at the news then deep inside I swear that would be the last time I'm gonna sit there so that I won't be a minah lepak or whatsoever it's so fucking humiliating so everybody let's go and die.

No-no, I don't want to be a minah lepak bawah kolong, it's degrading I tell you I think I'll go up the multi storey carpark and jump down.

NO PARKING.

As much as you yearn to talk to me, I would love to talk to you too. And no, I didn't disappear, I didn't escape from reality. And yes, I miss you too. I'm not pissed, I'm not mad. I love you.

Show the world you got it, so flaunt it.

Next week; Practical Exam.

That's it. I have a boring life now. Like, totally boring.