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Asma Hamid

I'm the anon that stalks on you. I'm the anon that insults you. I'm the anon that gives you crappy advice. I'm the anon that you fight with. I'm the anon that talks true shits. And I'm the anon that you didn't know.

absoluteloud-ness: 2006-2008
iztele: 2009

BTW, just because the layout is pink, it doesn't mean I like pink.
15 January 2010
No you just di'ent
1:39 AM 0 Comments

It's already the 15th, only 12 posts been posted. Shall I go die or shall I fill in those gaps? What can I say? We're already 15 days in 2010, 11 days ago we came back from the holidays. And I don't know what to say. Unbelievable.

The last time I blogged? On Monday and that's only because I was pissed. I've been sleeping late or should I say 'early' these days. Later than my bedtime and very early in the morning. I can help it though. My life is all packed with this and that. They only time for homework is... at night, after tuition. I just wish we have prep or somthing. Then I can do homework and such.

In another 4 hours and 15 minutes, one of my parents are going to wake me up telling me to get ready for school. Which means... I will probably only sleep for <4 hours. I seriously can't wait for the weekends. I hope we don't go to Muar. It's not that I don't want to go... I just want my bed plus the aircond this weekend. Yeay! Weekend starts tonight. I have this big urge to jump on my bed and sleep but when I close my eyes, it... tingles. Anyway, I feel real guilty to myself that I haven't been updating this.

I went to Perdana's latihan rumah sukan before. Didn't really do anything. Went to Nani's house afterwards. I was then rushed home, up to shower then down to pray and eat. Off to tuition I went. Teacher came late so we had to do Science first. Teacher then came. I seriously like the way she teachs BM. I don't know why. She doesn't mind when I speak english by accident. R was being a pain. He was recording Hana, Jehan and I. Dumbdumb. -.-' Somebody then said that I'm too lazy that I didn't do my homework. Mate, please get your facts right. If you were me, swear to God that you wouldn't be able to do your homework.

And you know what? I was then told how the guy I was pissed off at.... hold it, let's call him... RP! Yeah, call him RP. I don't want bad words in my blog so I won't tell what it stands for. Okay, so RP decided to accuse me of crying. LOL. Get something believable to spread. I am not a sissy. I am not that soft. I would not cry in front of the public eye for no reason. I would not cry when I get angry to some crap like you. I wasn't about to cry. Do you know what I was doing when you thought I was going to cry? I was trying to calm myself down from stabbing you with my ruler. Did you know that when the 'chair broke'... I was stopping the ruler from getting out from under my desk?

And wow. MY CHAIR BROKE? OMG! I DIDN'T KNOW THAT? HOW DID IT BREAK? Exactly. It didn't. Stop chatting crap. You think you're so good, don't you? You think you can get away with it don't you? FYI, I've written everything you did from annoying me to accusing me in my journal. I say.. you better watch out. Stop chatting crap about me, stop accusing me, stop being a sissy. Now, you choose to either leave me the heck alone or me getting you back. It's real simple... you just have to choose.

Oh and for your information, I have friends that can beat you up. Knowing you, you're well weak. And guess what? My friends are all girls so if you hit them... you'll finally be an official sissy. So, RP. You're getting there, SISSY!

OMG. I'm shivering in anger plus my room's well cold. I think I better get off the computer now. I need my sleep. No one likes a cranky Asma in the morning. I hope this is enough for... erm... 3 days. This is basically what happened during those 3 days... like a basic summary.

Guten bye-bye, y'all!