New Rules

Heyya forkers, how ya doing? Hope you're in the pink of health cause I am and you should too. If not, take medicine. Hate med? Go kill yourself

   So. Old school, new rules. Wait, I've got no idea what to write, actually but I'm practically captivated and ecstatic to update my blog (I've no reason why) , or maybe I'm just bored on seeing the same thing on my blog. These are the FAQ to me whenever I got home ; 

How's school?

Well, school was great, tiring as always with the packed schedule (with the trainings actually) . And I'm blacker now (': , thanks to the delightful sunrise everyday (trainings under the hot sun actually) . Homeworks, tons of 'em (maybe I procrastinate much?) . Studies, not much went in my head (too focus on something else perhaps) . So the conclusion is I'm practically doomed, isn't it? (':

How's your life there?

   So here's the part I'll moan a bit since we're having new rules. Maybe I'm exaggerating, but sad case, we can only go back once in a month after this if we wont go home for the optional one. One month. Fuyoo. My food's stock probably gonna be out of stock in less than 2 weeks, Imma be left starving or die in class :3 . 

   Friends are great as always (which I'm really glad because you see, there, friendship's bond is like the strongest thing evah and I'm really glad to get to know such amazing, very understanding friends there. You can share anything with them, and in time of needs, they'll be there for you. I love them all ♥ , don't wanna lose em )': emo ttba apahal ni 

Guess I answered the FAQ ques and this, another FAQ when I got back to le hostel

What you did at home? 

Frankly, I didn't study. Real shitto. Reminds me of my public speaking competition on Wednesday and I forgot to bring home le text, so I'm practically doomed anyway (': 

  Went home with Sherry, literally. We stopped at KLC (via KTM) . Theeenn, while waiting for my dad, damn  I saw this one hot dude . I mean, he got style man. Purple shirt and brown pants. Real tall, not too skinny, just nice. And his hair, fish. I adore 'em. Funny shait, when he passed by two girls, both of their eyes were on the boy until he got to his car. I adore those type of boys, but I don't prfer to have 'em. Me dont wanna get jealous :3

  Got home, washed the dishes, and the next day I had to do the house chores since our maid went back already (oh dear, my fingers smelled like onion yesterday) . Washed le clothes, and went online. And last night, (which I was supposed to sleep early) but went on the phone with Syafiq (bangga tak I sebut nama you ni? :P) . Then went on skype, up till 3 something. Very sengal punya budak and grr manada chubby ngek. Dh la suka buat muka budak tu, ingat comel la? Hewhew 

  Ohkay, I guess I shall go now since we're going out after this. Shoot, I'm not ready to go back. Public speaking, netball training, upcoming exams, darn. Perfectly doomed 

Strive For SPM

I need some spirit. 

Inspirations that can keep me moving forward. Strength to pull me up. Reality to keep me awake.

  

    His father didn't leave him a house, a car, or even wealth. But the only thing he left for his son was education. He was born in poverty. Thus, he used the education given wisely to change the life of his own family. He said, he wants to give the best education for his children even though it will cost him. But he doesn't care, as long as they will excel in their life. He knows his children will thanks him someday. That's his sacrifice. And the question he asks, 'Are you willing to sacrifice for your parents? Or even for your future?'

    So they say      

"If you are born poor its not your fault. But if you die poor its your fault."