Monday, February 14, 2005
it valentine dae todae....not such a big deal....eh it is a big deal...as im goin out with my family eat at swensens....coz my dad gonna fly off again on the 16 or 17..till hari raya tan we meet again...
i will miss him veri much...
skoolz was as usual...first period ...i sleep...tats was the onli time i could sleep...yepz second period was social studies....everyone was lisntnin to the teachers teachin...and doin all the work given....as next week got common test....tan it was pe...i didnt go for it as i wrote letter saein i have leg cramp..such a lier!!...veri lazy lah to run 2.4km...i forge my mum signature...sit one corner alone..while everyone was running....msg faizal but he didnt reply....tan msg sufaat...as i was bored....didnt talk to him fo such a long time.....the last time i talk was december..when we go watch movie...he still remeber tat i suppose to treat him!!...how could he...haiyoh...well had to keep my promise....i will....next month i hav money...wakakkaka..sorie for the delet my dear...richard msg saein tat he woke up late...tats y didnt go..stypid siak him..always neber come one....after irish finish runnin....i play basketball with her..mr tan saw..he scolded me and sae ur letter was a BULLSHIT....i sae alah dont u noe me..u noe me since last yr...off coz it was a bullshit....i laugh...after tat i walk away and sit with the sec4 express ppl...takin and gossip...girls will be girls...math period was soo fuckin boring...ambika teeach us sooo fuckin slow....me and murali make noise....makin fool off ourselves..makin funni face...make irritating sound..but it was fun...but the best thing is neber kene scold...*grins*....mly period...cikgu siti neber come...soo borin..sit with mas and suzie all...talk2...second period off it i was readin my book...gosh it soo nice....i mean the story soo nice lah...
after skoolz went back with ali...why everone keep askin eh u guyz together eh??..damn it cant a frendz walk with a frendz without sae they are together...irritating question lah everyone!!!we r juz close frendz onli..get tat in ur head everyone...yelah when the sec4 stay back..who else i wanna go home with...either him or richard..but tat guy always neber go skoolz...neway took 804...fadly was there...[3tech]....damn it he was soo fuckin disgusting.....dont noe how to discribe it....but it reali disgusting....yuckz!!!
broken;;
4:50 AM
Broken
Doll
by aZimAh
I am a broken
doll,
Average I am no
more,
On the out side I am
perfection,
But
my heart is bruised and sore.
They call me
broken doll,
Because of my
broken heart,
My heart
broke long
ago,
And now it’s in
two parts.
The only visible sign of
hurt,
Is the sadness in
my eyes,
No one
knows how I feel,
My
smile is my disguise.
I am
a porcelain doll,
With a
very broken heart,
My
thoughts were weapons that
broke it,
Now
it’s in two parts.
So
sweet looking on the
outside,
But inside angry
and sore,
Why must I
watch such
tragedy,
Everyday hour by
hour.
Placed here on this
window sill,
Looking
down on the city below,
I see
all the madness and
misfortune,
The city has
for show.
Old
ladies being muggers and
battered,
Children
being shot,
Men
sleeping in cardboard
boxes,
In
empty parking
lots.
Inside my tears are
falling,
Continuously
non-stop,
My broken
heart gets heavier,
With
every single drop.
Inside my
broken
heart,
Is swimming in my
tears,
For its thinking
of the tragedy,
I’ve
witnessed through the
years.
I
am a broken
doll,
Who’ll be broken ever
more,
On
the outside I am
perfection,
But my heart is
bruised and sore.
aZimAh
