At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Sunday, August 23
Last blogged @ 8:49 PM

Today marks the second day of fasting,
and the end of weekend for this week.

Another long week going to start.
Homework to be handed in by Tuesday
but I have not done some.

Went to macDonald just now to do my
work with Hazrul but I still didn't manage
to get it done.
Make our move from there by 6pm and
walked slowly.

Get things ready and its time for break fast.
Ate quite a lot but I'm not sure why, I
have no mood today. Means, I ate not with
my smile. HAHAHA. what the fuck am I talking
about?

So, yesterday get to talk to that ball-less guy.
Irritated much with him.

& now, video calling with Hazrul and
he's strumming his guitar and here I am blogging.
HAHHAHAA. bising jer! no, no. joking.
:D


hate sweet talker.
very much.