now, i somehow regret snipping off my hair. the main reason i decided to snip it off is to spare the leceh-ness of tying it up every morning and when it's hot and humid and i get sweaty all over. but NOOOOO! it's fucking warmer now that i don't tie my hair up and it's insanely humid and i might just die of heatstroke or something! besides, i can't do much with short hair, sucks to be me right now really.

okay moving on, promos are over. thank God really, no more sleepless nights, burning midnight oil, drinking tins and tins of red bull and make my body clock go all crazy. however, i think i'm going to screw this promos like never before. i mean, i didn't study hardcore, full force and whatever and i just slacked my way through the holidays. even with that, i don't feel a tad guilty (well, maybe a little now but it'll wear off soon enough). i know i have to get my priorities right and get myself a journal to get me be organised, but i just can't make myself do it. i'm messy, i work under pressure, i wouldn't do work if i don't want to. i am a procrastinator and i didn't ask God to make me one, i just am. i am so afraid i might retain right now, i really wanna stay just 3 years in MI. if i thought Year 1 was unbearable, this is hell on earth fo'surez.

and i seriously need to stop eating unhealthy food. yes, i maybe skinny, thin, underweight.. but i eat alot more than an average person. i should stop unhealthy late night suppers, ice, crackers, ice cream(but the nyonya ice cream at AMK mrt is irresistable, the ice cream i mean, not her) i should start being vegetarian or something, i just watched Ellen, who is a vegan for those who don't know, and she's 50 something and she looks 30 something and she dances and walks over her coffee table everyday! i wanna be THAT healthy when i'm 50 too! i may look healthy outside, but God knows what's happening inside. it's insane.

i've ranted too much. think positive hidayah.
 

Hello Mohammed Addam Al-Maleq BHM,
its 2248h on a fabulous 20th November and your birthday is in an hours time. i would be on a hiatus tomorrow thus wishing you here tonight. so, happy 17th birthday boy! we may not be at the best of terms but remaining as friends is better than making one more enemy. hope you have a wonderful day ahead tomorrow and please make a birthday wish about my handball team winning the interschool tournament, heh! (even better, bring your friends down to support me) sumpah hidayah tak tau malu. cheers!

i thought berape ribu orang tau datang for the picnic.
chopchop, only 6. at least i got myself a tan, now i have 4 shades of colour on my body. anyone wanna beat that? any takers, no? 4 different tones on one's body tak sexy okay! i feel like a freak when i strip to shower.

there'll be another handball tournament in mid-December aka dekat-dekat my birthday. with diploma and training and soon-to-be tuition, i will be tired out in December. jubs sia jubs.