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I'm using the school's computer, go me. Next week I'll be having my Final Semester examinations, & oh my god I can't believe I'm not pressuring myself. That's an achievement, really!
I had moodswing(s) last week, a terrible one, and I have to say that: I miss DU kids and I really dislike those from Shah Alam who says the word "awak" 5 times in one sentence. And to girls who don't know it's their fault and armed with the excuse, "don't you know how I feel?" & cry & cry & cry and all that shit. I misss going to Dina's house and make our own sandwiches and eat nachos and watch anime and see Dina chasing me with unexpected screaming. Or walking to the row of shops behind my school with Aida & Dina and buy that ice cream. Or something. Now, I walked 2852965 times to class everyday and it's a bore.
But I'm having a good time. Not great, but good.
My class is the synonym of a graveyard. It's a sin to laugh out loud or you will receive the deathly stares from the boys. So now I escaped to class 413 because it's a much more noisy class in a way (but this is during the Prep hours). A boy in my class, Onira, changed into 412 because he couldn't take the boys in 401 and he said he can't click with them. You know.
I like Biology and I planned to give a mixtape to my beloved English teacher, Miss Felda if only I have the songs and all that jazz now.
Okay, I think MJSC Jasin is cool because I passed by a class, and they were having English In Science & Technology subject, and the teacher wrote down the lyrics of Keane - Somewhere Only We Know and asked the whole class to sing with her & they did. End.
I'm still the greatest procastinator alive!