i dont know why i look so awful in pictures. it's like i have this other shadow masking me whenever i'm in one.
still awake completing the application for taylor's principal award. realized i only have one passport photo left, which was taken ages ago when i had a faulty haircut. i looked like i'm appealing for a punch on my face with that muka bo syok. yer, so bo syok right now. yer yer yer.
mom: you look pitiful... you should put that picture! they'll pity you and offer that scholarship.. =)
no thank you. i mean to my face. scholarship, thank you very muchie!
will start to abandon my blog real soon, once i get into the mood of bertahannuth in my lovely cubicle of books! the conference meeting with our principal was somehow inspiring, i'm all but motivated to
puan kamariah: you WILL get that straight As right?
XXX: i'll try to get.
puan kamariah: no, you must.
XXX: okay, i must...?
puan kamariah: good.
never in my LIFE i've/we've been interrogated by the PRINCIPAL of the school. worse still, it was in the teacher's conference room which i've barely been into. there she was, doing this oral agreement with us, and that we're due to meet her AGAIN after spm trials. it was a date.
so if i screw up and unable to maintain my diagnostic's result...
puan kamariah: what happened to yes i will?
T___T
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