Sunspots

Important thing...


Don't ever write your feelings in your blog. It will Fuck you right up. You may sound desperate. So, Make a new blog and write what ever you fucking feel. One blog is never enough.


Life...


Life had been hard so far. My friends assume that I am avoiding them because I always make excuses whenever they ask me to follow them and what not. Sometimes I feel like its unfair. But when I think about it. It damn fair. Okay, this is how I see it.


Flashback...


During primary school, I was one big bastard. My best friend was so called the toughest in school. People fear him and all. But actually he's nice. Okay, back to the story, I always make life difficult for almost all the girls in school. But I did it because I heard from one of them that I was the ugliest bastar ever, and every girl agreed to her. But now I realise my flaw. Yes, I do agree with them that I am ugly looking. Okay, I disturbed the girls untill its like primary 6.


Okay, secondary life. "I can change. I can change." Suddenly, Ridhwan Khali made up this stupid story. About Sharifah. Woah. Funny like hell the story. Suddenly my old habit started. I can't resist. mesti kacau!!! I was only sec one at that time. Childish behavior. Girls mature faster than boy. True info. Okay, told amin and friends larh. The Hell class 1E2(2003... I think) Habis... Die. Ridhwan was being bullied everytime. Stupid right me? Okay. Story haben finish. Secondary 2... I think, I fallen for Sharifah. Haiyo. How? I did stupi thing that I can't right in this blog. Will confirm bring me shame. I did funny and wierd stuff up till end of secondary three. Funny how thing just turn around and bite me damn hard in the bottom. Secondary 4, woaah. The story gets even hotter. I can't even concerntrate on my 'O's.


Not balming her though.