My dearest readers,
The time has arrived, the time to pose into genuflect position 24/7 till my eyes pop-out of its sockets. The time to space out all the unnecessary and hose in new reading materials to equip for my last battle. The time when nausea becomes common and tranquility becomes atypical. The time when dreams avert from a place called la la land with bunnies to a hall filled with hundreds of aligned chairs and tables.
Aii, sedih banar jua..
On the bright side, this is my last exam eva! yesh, yesh that's it. A closure that has no door knob. It will remain that way, till i decide to do anything about it. Oh, that reminds me, I was driving by at a school junction, and there were these tiny little kids in school uniforms, wearing tudung 'planet', all happy and 'zit-less'. I gave a sincere smile and said to myself
"tunguu ko, batah lagi perjalanan mu lai lai... karang baru ko bejerawat tu udah banyak ko pikirkan".
Then I drove away,
...and no silly, I didn't step on the accelerator driving over the little aliens
Oh I BET you ladies had undergone the same painful experience ya? being force to 'wear in' the tudong planet... I mean I could imagine mama nya becakap, " bah angkat tangan ke atas lai..kan masuk kan tudung planet mu..." ( I assume that is how you wear it in, right ladies? ) hahahaha
Signing out
with Love.
The time has arrived, the time to pose into genuflect position 24/7 till my eyes pop-out of its sockets. The time to space out all the unnecessary and hose in new reading materials to equip for my last battle. The time when nausea becomes common and tranquility becomes atypical. The time when dreams avert from a place called la la land with bunnies to a hall filled with hundreds of aligned chairs and tables.
Aii, sedih banar jua..
On the bright side, this is my last exam eva! yesh, yesh that's it. A closure that has no door knob. It will remain that way, till i decide to do anything about it. Oh, that reminds me, I was driving by at a school junction, and there were these tiny little kids in school uniforms, wearing tudung 'planet', all happy and 'zit-less'. I gave a sincere smile and said to myself
"tunguu ko, batah lagi perjalanan mu lai lai... karang baru ko bejerawat tu udah banyak ko pikirkan".
Then I drove away,
...and no silly, I didn't step on the accelerator driving over the little aliens
Oh I BET you ladies had undergone the same painful experience ya? being force to 'wear in' the tudong planet... I mean I could imagine mama nya becakap, " bah angkat tangan ke atas lai..kan masuk kan tudung planet mu..." ( I assume that is how you wear it in, right ladies? ) hahahaha
Signing out
with Love.
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