I hate text books.
I am sick of it.
I mean it!
I have to start studying from now on.
Here we go again..
1.February.2010 : Chess competition. (wish me the best of luck shall we?).
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Model : Kak FarahZoey, Kak Yaya, Kak Irah .
When u have nice friends, all you could do is be nicer and nicer every time you spent time with them, right? and this is not a problem to me at all. I can go through with this kind of situation I had this past of week. I have nice new best friends. Nice new school. Nice teacher. Everything are magnificently nice.
I wasted a lot of times with my friends. the old one. I mean, the form 1. The word "hangout" was always in my dictionary. I almost hated being junior. I just want to pass the PMR and being sixteen as soon as possible. The most freedom age to me. I love boys! *oh shoot*. I love being pretty *almost insecure* and I want to do anything to make me pretty.
Next year, I'm gonna be fourteen.It was the best year for me though I had to study more because my class teacher was pushing everyone to do better on all subject especially her one, English. I don't have much troubled about the English one. The senior told us about her. She is not as bad as it told. She just care about us that's why she always get burst off every time we do thing she don't really like. I remembered the tiny little thing she hate was when she seen something called rubbish on the floor. Even as small as the eraser or pieces of small paper. She will be more fiercer than ever, seriously! Only god knows how I felt. Maybe everyone's feeling were the same as mine that time on. But at the end, she was still our most favourite teacher! The one who taught something that seriously I don't know especially about teacher's feeling.
So far, I was not being a good friends. I hate one of my own classmates. I tell bad things behind them. I hate school.Being pretty and insecure was only in my mind. That two words makes me feel miserily miserable! I just want to attract boys around me. How immature I am. Selfish. Dumb. Foolish. Disgustingly Brute!
A year passed by and I learned something from the past two years. The best person is the one who makes mistakes, learn from it and never do the same mistakes again. I met some friends who were bad, stunning, nice and what miley cyrus said, nobody's perfect. Even the Miss World makes mistake, right? Thanks to Anis and Fatin. They inspired me to write this post. They gave me love that none of my old best friend had gave to me. They treat me nicely as good friends does. Appreciation from my heart! I love you guys! Thank you for everything. Thank you for showing me the meaning of "true friend".
ze secret life's owner.
*No fatin's picture*
Friday, January 8, 2010
week of studying. no! maybe month of studying. nope, year maybe! what?? *jangan mengeluh farah*. PMR yeah PMR or PMR no PMR. Regretted for not studying started from form 1 and 2. I've just seen form 3 text books. the geography one..and told myself how unlucky I am for not studying from form 1 and form 2 especially form 2 because the skala and arah and bla bla is one of the chapter in form 2 geography text book. how dumb I am for not taking the most precious opportunity of "cara berjaya dengan masa yang singkat"..said cikgu tahar to the pupil of 3 bestari. *ayat skema kot*. Saw the making of tooth fairy. The rock is the main character. and He play as the tooth fairy. how fucking cute he is. the rock is toothyy! *pe yang merepek ni?*. oh yeah and about the title of my post..I'm talking about the school. Even if I'm the PMR candidate, the teachers really wanted us to joined co-curriculum activities such as kawad kaki and etc. But not wajib la. but at my old school, the teacher won't let us join any fun activities. just kelas tambahan, kelas tambahan, text books, focus and focus during class *ofcourse, duhh!*. but all I could think of now is studying. no more total fun. I mean it guys! Pray for my success..I just don't get it why people taking PMR too seriously. and now I do know why and I wish to just studying instead of berfoya-foya and bergaloks-gete with friends in form 1 and form 2. what a waste of time right? and now I don't have to practice to be a nerd anymore because I'm just one of them. and If I don't get A's in Mathematics, I can't take Add Math next year and SPM. and add math is the most important thing in the world to me! and for your information, I really hate math! I hate it! man..*pissed off*pufffhhhh. haha! ok thats it, im outta here! adios dear.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
I woke up in the morning feeling tired and hope to be as fresh as I could. As usual, brush my teeth, comb my hair and bathed. My mom was the one who sent me to school that morning. I saw pupil from different religious, India, Chinese(almost) and most of all Malay. I had to signed in as a new student so my mom send me to school late than usual. Then, I have to look for Penyelaras Tingkatan 3 in 4ID. Every eyes were on me. She told me that I'm in the class 3 Bestari. There are 6 classes. Arif,Bestari,Cekal,Dinamik,Efektif,Fadilah. A to the B to the C then the D to the E to the F*rapping mood*. Anis was my new best friends and one more, Fatin. I love them! They are lovely. Not just on the outside, but the inside was like an angel friend. They helped me to take the text books as I am new there. I had to leave pancaragam and took Kadet Remaja as my uniform. I also joined the Quarter Master Club. Actually I'd really wanted Photography&Travelling but there were lots of chinese who joined it and none of my friends were in it. Since I was in 1st grade, the teacher always wanted me to join Rumah Merah as my Rumah Sukan until now(form 3). All of a sudden, I just love my school! I mean it. I felt so comfortable each and everyday. The guys were not as bad as it seems. So it's good for me and my PMR. heh. BRAVOOOO! BRAVOOO! and ze most important thing is, I would like to say..well..umm...not so long...IM SORRY..Sorry for not updating my post. and good luck for ze PMR. study smart then hard. ok, adios sayang!