Look, I'm Still Alive!

Hari Terbuka went surprisingly well, after my mum came that is. Waiting for her my heart danced little jigs and I almost died of fear. Almost. But still here people.

Azad's presence calmed me down tremendously and also presented me the opportunity to show him off to my classmates. Somehow I have an obsessive need to parade the boy; you'd think I'm his mother.

Pn Nazura was very, very kind to me and my image when talking to my mother.. She didn't mention the constant disappearance from class and the constant trips to the canteen. But she did tell my mother that I more than often sleep in class, to which my mother replied, "Saya tau. Dekat rumah pun macam tu."

So far, one of my favourite teachers..

I'm not being sarcastic. Ha ha. And oh yeah, I am not allowed to read anymore books, except school ones that is, which I recognize as a way to help me, so I accept with good grace.

What the fuck! The books I borrowed from the library are due on the 2nd farting July!

Just remembered.

Still trying to finish the Add Maths folio, it wasn't due the other day, it was due today, so naturally I'm working to finish it a few hours before deadline.. Ciao.