Now I'm gonna start a long post,and anyway this is how I talk in real life,so if you don't wanna sweat it,press the "x" icon on the top right hand corner of the website.The heat was bothering me,making me feel utterly pissed out of my wits.I was sweating like a pig even in the morning,so you can imagine how hardcore the heat has been to my body.The rain during Chemistry-History totally made my day.Today we met Franko after like,spending eons finding excuses to skip tuition.The lesson was really effective for me.I realise I'm only able to concentrate in the late afternoon/evening.I always sleep in class during lessons in school and it's irritating sometimes because I really really want to pay attention.It's like I'm suffering from narcolepsy or something and my hair is falling off.Funny thing is,I've been using hairfall solution shampoo like,for eternity?& I can't believe some weird mentally disorientated guy just flashed at me after tuition just now.He was jerking at a bus stop.I really can't believe what I saw.It was traumatising because I saw his dick in between the zip opening of the trousers.& it doesn't help when I screamed "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" all the way while running with Khai across the road because he certainly saw me.I can't believe it.At a freaking bus stop,peepos.I hope he gets help.Anyway today in Chemistry I must've slept like a pig because when I woke up Khai was laughing at me.Trust her to be my girlfriend,huh.Haha.She told me my eyes were open when I slept.And Ms Chan was asking the class some question about atoms and their charges or something,and she was like "So,what charge is it guys?" and in my sleep I said "Plus,plus" and it turns out to be right.Dzul said the afternoon is the time of the day when you're brain is most active and even if you're physically asleep,your brain is still working.I think that's cool though.Afiq told me about his ambition just now during History and it was really interesting,I almost wondered if I could be somebody in the future.All I see,is me staring back at me in the future.I don't have a dream.I want to have an ambition,atleast.I dunno,be a nurse,a police officer,a chef,a teacher,an artist,a singer,anything.But I think about me,and I see nothing.Perhaps it will come later in my life,but I really cannot wait to atleast see me have a dream.I want Suha to be somebody.Today I met Shadiq after my tuition and it was fun because we were being very high.It's like we were in this hyper frenzy or something.He said if I was a ball,he'll kick me alot of times and he said if I was a car,he'll crash me into an accident.That's psychotic don't you think?But it was a positive thing.And in the bus,we talked about cracking eggs.Trying thinking about hopping rabbits,or wide-eyed kittens or some cute baby sealion and think very hard at this particular cute thought,and you'll feel like cracking eggs.Our convo will go on forever about this particular topic.I went home feeling happy because I was like some professional kick-boxer and he was my punching bag.I thank God I totally forgot about the flasher's dick.My mother isn't being so nice lately.She checked my handphone when I was snoozing.I think that is unfair,don't you think?I think you should stop seeing that "Diq,Dog,Dag,whoever", she said.I smiled at her and asked her if she wanted to see what I did for tuition and she told me I was being rude.But in fact,my intentions was just to show the maths problem sums I did just now.Sigh,I said.And she said I was being rude because I sighed at her face.I'm sorry,I said.But she mocked me and say,go and eat your laksa.I think you should read this novel by Rebecca Godfrey called The Torn Skirt.It's really raw and uncensored about some 16 year old rebel girl experiencing the hooker/junkie/runaway life but I think it's really awesome.That's what I call a good writer.Someone who can write about all this stripping stuff without sounding like a complete cheap kinky slut.And I suggest you all watch the film Felony,if you like all the skinheads bashing bloodyheads around.I like films like that.It's reality smacked straight to this petty face of mine.Sometimes I don't like to think about reality,but I think it's good if I watch shows that'll make me go "ooh,ahhh,yeowza".Hey I think I should stop blabbering about all this nonsensical shit and start on Wak Jai's and A.L's karangan homework.Because the reality is,Olevel Malay is just around the corner.CHAAAAAAAA.
cheers.