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Thursday, May 19, 2005

Firstly i would like to say that i am proud of myself for completing my PI. I think i did well. It is hard to say. Sometimes i think i did well but well... Now i know how Ayeesha feels. In class, sometimes i feel like crying. I just can't cope. Okay, maybe a lil effort will help but i feel that there is no point trying. Sometimes i feel so inferior compared to them. But i know for a fact i am not. Then why do i let my lack of effort get to me? haiz..i dunnoe.
Met Ayeesha just now. All my anger at her for being blardie thick-skulled vanished as we reminisced the rabbits on the 9th floor and laughed like nobody's business. Truth be told, can't live without this egghead.
Today is a depressing day as my very good friend, Aizat's grandmother passed on to a better place while he was in class. Me, Syarifah and especially Zira was so worried that he felt depressed but after repeated assurances that he is okay, we let him be in his own. I take this time to say a prayer*Inalillah... May HE bless her soul and let her rest in peace.*
Sometimes, i wonder how precious life is. How it can be snatched away from us just like that. I am so scared that one day, my mum would leave me. Hopefully, i go before her. i swear i feel that way.
Well, i end this post with a depressing note. Goodnight people. Speak your love for someone you love. If tomorrow never comes...