Lots of things have been happening since the past four days. There's been like lots of shortages from exam results (aye, they suck so badly, they might as well burn themselves with the red marks), sister came home from KL and talking non-stop about who's cute and who's bimbotic and whatnots, and of course, my rigorous (it's made like that, so can't blame me) revision plans for up till August. Damn. The year passed on really slowly, I must say. It's like endless hours in school, with so little sleeping time, I might as well not sleep. Aye, I'm complaining, but there's a limit I can take. And oh, no more social life, I guess, cos exam results suck so badly. Initially, I need a break, but now, if whenever I want a break, I have to think twice, calculate the opportunity cost, and then proceed with whatever decision that comes out of it. Sucks so badly.
On a happy note, I wanted to type something fantasical, but I forgot about what it was. Something which I think I talked to Fitrah about. I think it was about dresses, or was it prom? Or castles? Haha. Memory's failing on me, and I hate the feeling.
Anyways, I was just browsing through Darren's (my primary school bestie) profile yesterday, and boy, has he grown a lot! But his looks remain the same. I wonder why. I remember he used to tease me when I failed my science, cos there's this one time when I got a 57 (in those days, having a 57 for science is bad!) but I refused to tell him my marks. And you know la, teachers like to put the total mark for every page at the bottom right hand corner of the page, right? So, this smart ass Darren Anwar (or later nicknamed by me to be Darren Aqua, cos he's such a metrosexual) counted my marks from the start of me flipping through page by page right till the very end. And I remember he used to say this when I'm done flipping, "Oh, you get 57 right?" And then he laughed. Lol. I think he got a 76, if I'm not wrong.
Right now, I really miss Darren. A lot. But he's in the UK, studying there, cos initially, after P6, he was supposed to go to Catholic High, but he transferred to Britain. Oh my gawd. I really miss Aqua a lot sehh..
On a happy note, I wanted to type something fantasical, but I forgot about what it was. Something which I think I talked to Fitrah about. I think it was about dresses, or was it prom? Or castles? Haha. Memory's failing on me, and I hate the feeling.
Anyways, I was just browsing through Darren's (my primary school bestie) profile yesterday, and boy, has he grown a lot! But his looks remain the same. I wonder why. I remember he used to tease me when I failed my science, cos there's this one time when I got a 57 (in those days, having a 57 for science is bad!) but I refused to tell him my marks. And you know la, teachers like to put the total mark for every page at the bottom right hand corner of the page, right? So, this smart ass Darren Anwar (or later nicknamed by me to be Darren Aqua, cos he's such a metrosexual) counted my marks from the start of me flipping through page by page right till the very end. And I remember he used to say this when I'm done flipping, "Oh, you get 57 right?" And then he laughed. Lol. I think he got a 76, if I'm not wrong.
Right now, I really miss Darren. A lot. But he's in the UK, studying there, cos initially, after P6, he was supposed to go to Catholic High, but he transferred to Britain. Oh my gawd. I really miss Aqua a lot sehh..
posted by the essaouira at
7/13/2007 10:58:00 am
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