My Ma'e read my blog. I hated it. I hated everyone that can't differ their own rights with others. For them, "Yours are mine, but what's mine remains mine." Oh how i hated those people. But blogs are for public and we cannot write 'so much'. Others that knew us would possibly read and make their own horrible conclusions. I can't blame them for reading this, but please don't make unsensible rumors.
I prefer people to criticize me, infront of me but i can't accept what they were saying behind my back.
My idea of weakness and power may be unique and in the same time, 'weird' for some people for their own reasons. It's okay, they made me felt more unique and special.
Anyway, it's holiday now. And there's nothing i can do except for completing my homeworks and do my revisions. How boring. I hate it when it's holiday and there are things we have already planned to do, but have to cancelled it because of something else we didn't cared about.
It's a one-week hol, and we have to be in school, from 8.30 till 12.30 each day!
I'm exhausted.
I think it's my sleep.
Everyday i would wonder whether i would ever get a quality sleep. A nice sleep.
I'd often get sleepy in class, and the thing that made me stressed out was that i'd only get sleepy when it was Maths. Mrs. Tan was okay, she teach well. There's nothing really wrong with her.
I think i don't have the right, YET to have a nice sleep.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
TODAY
A thought by Siti Hajar Marissa at 7:11 AM