NADD

so, im the happy girl, and whatever happens happy still. i failed history test. i passed my math test. im sick because of bad weather. over the week ends, i've made my own craft for my teacher, the previous year. theres a video below. i really love primary schools. i mean the people there are much better than secondary schools, espcially classmates.

i knew you guys remember how my behaviour is. but not now, im fused. weak. im anti-social. my-oh-my. im just me. 80 more hour(s) to teachers day. and have fun watching the video.

so okayy. i'll be typing out the letter which i dedicated to some of my classmates.
and i'll be very kind enough not to state their full name down there in the letter.
i think this letter explain much eventhough it dosent consists of 360 words.

girl, you, got attitude.
i dont know what else to say.
or perhaps i should give you a tutorial lesson.
theres plans in my palms. i better dont type it out.
it'll be more than 360 words.
so okayy. so you got long hair.
you must remember me all of your lives.
and so, maybe i'll shave your head, wouldn't it'll be unforgetable enough?
its your unforgetable haircut of yours.
i have enough facing the hell of those teeth, hair, name, butt and all.

fuck ( childish ) immatured kids.
they, will never grow.

dedicated to you.

finish, im so bored. gonna have to sleep, please.
please, pity my tired ass.

nestball was sucky ystd.
a ball hits my right part of the cheek, and good thing, my right thumb cant be bent.
yay~ school was shit.
wrote a note to friends. will type it out someday.
got no mood.
okayy.

i went to the library just now, then got this indian girl. she pull my pencilbox to a cetain distance to attract attention then say " shhh.. " wtf la. i was like jaw dropped. you should really see how my reaction was. grr.

sometimes i feel, stupid. maybe a dummy. like a piece of shit perhaps. damn. just like i once said in my previous previous previous post, im feel like im just being fucked. maybe if i got a chance to immigrate to another school, i'll be miles away from my hometown. and to some things, they just dont get it right. damn. i hate my classmates. they suck.

nadiah love stewie griffin.

shop.

so, yes it is, i went to tanjung pinang for a short trip. the market was like a rat house, huge people with small place. omg. get me out of here. came to the hotel and went out. so there was 9 people. one baby. two children. 6 adults. two rooms. two king bed. one bed for male, the other for female. then, that night we went karaoke. i feel small. i was like doing the extra extra voice, so so so out of tune. gee, karaoke was fun.

so the next day, woke up at 9 went to the rat market. i walked straight to a shopping mall, because i knew the money was with me, i scanned the shop and bought 2 things, black jeans and t-shirt. i bargained till the price cant go any further down. yeah! ( after three hour(s) )
the driver picked us up and we went to Ramayana. and bought a jacket, skulls version. the skulls were in pink, the background in white.

that night i went to play pool. 3 rounds. and and and, i knew how to use rupiah notes allready. you know, why must people make such a confuse out of money, like dollars and rupiah. whatt only.

okayy, im done.

on holiday.

i'll be moving to another island. not far not near, but i still need my passport. packed my luggage that is small and ment for 2 persons. hope i enjoy. so, i woke up at 8 in the morning. all because of my excitedness. if not i am gonna wake up at9 or 10, i guess by that time they leave me at home allready. so, its a family trip.

grannnys following and told us ( translated to english )
"make sure tomorow wake up after morning prayer ok?" god, she thinks im nuts.
what to rush, the first boat is at 1230.
i love my blog song. makes me shake legs. and the bass guitar, girls with long skirts, the beach, shades.

okayy, i need to rush, havent bathe. so i got to bathe. they've just called us said come here now. i was like ah?! okok. ok people of the world, i need to go into another island for a short trip. blog will be on a a short hiatus.
love you.

42 years.

Today, the nation is celebrating 42 years of living, Singapore.
Singapore, unique, small, cute, and busy.
Singapore has it, secure security, life, leisure and living.
( i dont know what am i talking )
And also, ASEAN Day, NS40 obviously National Day.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE,
YOU JUST TURNED 42!

today tuesday

i am now blogging. hohoho. i feel weak. like im just been fucked. so, i ate hotdog rolls with chilli for breakfast. i came to school today. english teacher didnt come to school today, she is sick. i guess, im getting bad. common test, 13/40. so, now i do feel like typing many many many words. friends suck. im feeling like dead.

so, i just receive a record from the school head department that im a murder. theres many case right now. eventhough after recess, the quadrangle. i kill small ants that is very innocent. what they did was, they walked in front of me and walk around. i use my fingers and took them away from land to my palm. i was like, omg, where your eyes? stupidity. im talking alone.

i enjoyed the sunset today. till 7.03 the sunset was done. so called, like not sunset allready. what if blood vessels burst? eeew~
mrs. bay my principle rocks my mind body soul. ok, so, i till here lah.