I'm stressed out but, I'm relaxed. I'm relaxed but, I'm stressed out. oh gosh. make up your mind afieqah. tick tock. and tomorrow's the day. more like THE DAY!! better. why do they even change it's name? just straight to the point. i mean, which one do you prefer? Hari Bertemu Waris or Hari Terbuka. OK, hari bertemu waris sounds nicer but it's just the same. the nervous, sweating and waiting feeling. ugh! i hope my parents will only hear good reviews. well, i think that I've been nice since the beginning but, a bit naughty around this few days. sorry. hey, i haven't got into any trouble yet. (doing the innocent face or some may call it as cat eyes).
sitting at the front desk with areena, syuhadah, umairah made me feel like "serious, serious." or "buat kerja, buat kerja" i can feel a bit tense feeling in my head. i want some gila-gila experiences. it looks like i can only count on the expert. but guys, you still rock. don't worry.
during agama lesson, i sat next to amira. then, she said she hasn't on her myspace for like years. i was shocked but i knew that she didn't really mean a year. are you crazy? then, with whom did i chat with? who's the one who write "the four-eyed afieqah" at the who I'd like to meet session? who upload some of the photos? and then, the answer cracks! gotcha. how? by this conversation :
gotcha! haha. we were laughing and haha, the tremendous feeling of happiness. and suddenly, i'm blanked. NOOOOooooooo!!!
9.30 a.m. tomorrow. ok, set. but still, want to go or not?! choose afieqah choose!! think again. before 6.45, you will go back to your home and lay back and ahhh, the relaxing time. can't wait. but wait, i still need to survive some girl guide stuff. yeen, please come. i need some help with 'z'. -that's what they call her- erm, need to set my alarm clock. hey, where are you?
that's mean, this is the end. i need to go and finish my undone log book. geez, this big zit on my chin is seriously bugging me. no more fear as there is the nixoderm to be wear. nighzzZZZ
sitting at the front desk with areena, syuhadah, umairah made me feel like "serious, serious." or "buat kerja, buat kerja" i can feel a bit tense feeling in my head. i want some gila-gila experiences. it looks like i can only count on the expert. but guys, you still rock. don't worry.
during agama lesson, i sat next to amira. then, she said she hasn't on her myspace for like years. i was shocked but i knew that she didn't really mean a year. are you crazy? then, with whom did i chat with? who's the one who write "the four-eyed afieqah" at the who I'd like to meet session? who upload some of the photos? and then, the answer cracks! gotcha. how? by this conversation :
afieqah : habis, kita chat dengan siapa?
amira : takde.
afieqah : habis, obami?
amira : huh?
afieqah : habis, siapa yang upload photo semua?
amira : photo ape?
afieqah : alah, photo yang kamu amik kat sk setiawangsa. yang kamu dengan kawan kamu tu. pastu, kamu senyum camni. *grinning as wide as i could* yang pelik tu.
amira : mana ada pelik!
afieqah and amira : *laughing*
amira : takde.
afieqah : habis, obami?
amira : huh?
afieqah : habis, siapa yang upload photo semua?
amira : photo ape?
afieqah : alah, photo yang kamu amik kat sk setiawangsa. yang kamu dengan kawan kamu tu. pastu, kamu senyum camni. *grinning as wide as i could* yang pelik tu.
amira : mana ada pelik!
afieqah and amira : *laughing*
gotcha! haha. we were laughing and haha, the tremendous feeling of happiness. and suddenly, i'm blanked. NOOOOooooooo!!!
9.30 a.m. tomorrow. ok, set. but still, want to go or not?! choose afieqah choose!! think again. before 6.45, you will go back to your home and lay back and ahhh, the relaxing time. can't wait. but wait, i still need to survive some girl guide stuff. yeen, please come. i need some help with 'z'. -that's what they call her- erm, need to set my alarm clock. hey, where are you?
that's mean, this is the end. i need to go and finish my undone log book. geez, this big zit on my chin is seriously bugging me. no more fear as there is the nixoderm to be wear. nighzzZZZ
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