Bismillahirrahmanirrahim,

Aww, somehow I really like this picture. Everybody is so, I don't know, grown up? Sigh, can't believe all these girls will get married one day. I basically known all their bad habits by heart. Bahaha. Oh yeah, farewell our beloved Mr D. I hope he will be a great teacher though.

So, 4 Maju gave Mr D a shirt as a parting present as we can't bear no more his fashion sense. He looked handsome with the shirt though. Me likey. Afterall, I was the one who picked it with Tiqah and Intan. With that, this will put an end of teasing that I was supposedly his little sister as our father's name is the same. Oh well, Encik Azahari is too awesome, rite? 8D

Exam week ended with a breeze. Not. I was literally sleepless the whole four days beating myself to stay awake studying. But, seeing my Chemistry result this morning basically made me lose all hope for the world. Sobs. The cruel world.

This week also marked the increasing number of parties or what I like to call as mabuk-mabuk . Probably because next week is the start of Ramadhan. I was expecting a party for Kelab Kewangan this week too. Hey, I didn't burn my hands dipping marshmallow into hot chocolate for nothing, right? Too bad other people are so selfish. So not cool, bro.

A little rant. 2NE1 should come to Malaysia, man. I freaking love them. Sobs. But, I think they are going to Singapore again around next month. Sobs again. Talk about Singapore, who could not talk about the football match yesterday? The girls are basically making a circle and discussing everything about yesterday's match. From the field strategy to his-butt-is-awesome talk, I was basically being abandoned by them. -.-' Then, it was proceeded with talk about how my leg is so fair and them bashing me for not being active enough, yiddi yadda. Seriously, girls?

I somehow have try to change for the better. Though it is not really noticeable. I will try to change more. Help me, will you?

Mood : r e l i e v e d -