it's a perfect denial.
zakir wonderkid.
woo!
Thursday, August 30, 2007
okay, i'm fucking bored now.
played counter-strike since i got home at 2.30 just now.
yesterdayy skipped school and slept from 7.00am till 2+.
and today i came school, faris and the geng nvr come plak.
sheesh. but nvm.
i havent get my maths paper 1 marks! fuckkkkkkkk.
they all have gotten their marks yesterdayy.

today, school, quite okay.
need to write something for ms ng.
presenting in a big card.
me and hakim wrote together.
we wrote very sad sad thing you noe.
seriously, it came from the bottom from our hearts.
if i never forget what we wrote, so here it goes..

" Dear Ms Ng,
Thanks for all the guidance you have given us for the past 2 years. We appreciate all your kindness and sincerity. We are sad to say that we are not gonna continue on to secondary 5 as we're gonna go to ITE. It was a difficult decision for us to make as we will miss you and our classmates. All the best teaching the sec 5N's next yr. We're still gonna come to this school again to celebrate events such as National day, Teachers' day etc. Happy teachers' day Ms Ng.

MUHAMMAD ZAKIR [ my signature ]
&
HAKIMULLAH [ hakim's signature ] "

haiz. my friends were all telling me to not go to ITE and continue to secondary 5. we both can make it to sec 5. but the problem is, we will not make in the 'O' levels. 5 subjects with good grades. oh my. so what if i'm from express, dropped to NA, then go to ITE?

anyway, i've been given a task to do. tomorrow bring plastic forks to school for big breakfast. phew. hakim has to bring syrup, farah had to make sandwiches etc. lucky me.

one by one, friends are leaving/abandoning me. iskkkk.

and i'm addicted to the malay wedding song, ' Selamat Pengantin Baru'. hahahah. dunnoe why, who is marrying siaaa? lmao.

before i end this post,
HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAYY TO CANDICE, my long-lost primary school friend.

okay the end. :D

maybe you're the one for me.

10:30 PM

rock on!


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ZAKIR.
18.
male.
resentful-affliction@hotmail.com

i don't really give a damn about what other people thinks about me.

i live in this world not for money. what's so good about money? you can't even bring money to your grave when you die.

speak out!

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