I'm no morning person. I easily get irritated in early morning. the earliest i can wake up is 8am. and classes like psychology won't help lifting up my mood. i felt like i wanna puke in today's morning class!
oh well..
tomorrow got quiz!
be prepared!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
no money, lotsa fats!
instant noodle for dinner. i bet goo jun pyo woundn't mind that but i do.. haih..
I've found the novel and the songs!!!
I miss my old schools..




i hated school but here i am missing em.. SK Desa Tun Hussien Onn.. Cikgu Azman who made me wrote 10 essays a week. SK Seri Kelebang where i only know how to get to my own class and the canteen.. haha~ Then SMK Tasek Damai where we suffered under the rules of Mr Abu Hanipah, better known as Zidane and lastly SMK JAlan Tasek where i living hell but with angelic friends whom i yearn to be with now! So long my school days..
And so she walks..
And so she walks in her shoes
Towards somewhere the sun says hello
And she will leave without looking back
But with the past that follows
Either uninvited or expected
Slowing her journey down
Though she can’t hear the sound
It screeches so loud
The remorse and the pain
The losses that outgrow the gains
And every step that she takes
Feeling like she is going to break
She held her hands to see
Through the blinding sun
Remain blazingly mute
She would like to run
To carry her foot
Towards somewhere the sun says hello
And she doesn’t have look back.
Towards somewhere the sun says hello
And she will leave without looking back
But with the past that follows
Either uninvited or expected
Slowing her journey down
Though she can’t hear the sound
It screeches so loud
The remorse and the pain
The losses that outgrow the gains
And every step that she takes
Feeling like she is going to break
She held her hands to see
Through the blinding sun
Remain blazingly mute
She would like to run
To carry her foot
Towards somewhere the sun says hello
And she doesn’t have look back.
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