boyfriend's leaving for a week for work. :(
school's starting tomorrow and thus i haven't much to look forward to. same old routine. still very much sad that i'm not going to dance for club crawl. i'm failing myself in everything i do. i feel like withdrawing into a shell and sleeping 24-7 til boyfriend comes back. but i guess life has to go on, doesn't it? sigh.
i can't wait for the second week of may! :D
i'll be the happiest girl alive come second week of may.
and only one person knows why. x)
i don't have much to say right now. 'cept that i'm really tired. of what? i don't even know. i just feel tired. i just feel like being a grown up for once. so that i'll be able to talk to the both of them as one. not just as a young lil child. sigh.
i hate sherry. i hate the bitch i once was. don't you?
eh i miss smelling you already. :(
you've found out that i talk to myself when i'm nervous.
you've found out that i blush when i'm shy.
you've found out that i cannot lie for nuts.
you've found out that i love apple tea and am anti-greentea. (haha.)
you've found out that i like it when you speak malay.
i wonder if all of these are obvious to people i don't really know. okay, obviously not. but still. it won't hurt to wonder. hahaha. okay i'm not making any sense, am i? it's okay. i'll always have a fan reading this blog. :D
why do they call fans of things/bands/games, fans? as in, fans are also those things you get wind with by flapping(?!) really hard. so why are fans called fans? there's just no-link. hmm.. perhaps loads of fans at a gig or concert make a lot of wind with all the movement they make? i don't know. perhaps somebody should enlighten me one day.
dear God, please make this one week pass by super duper fast. love, sharifah.
goodnight all!
have a wonderful week ahead! (:
p/s: i'm sorry i have to hurt you with all the things i've done. i'm sorry, baby..
