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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

I can't interpret school is cool without a not somewhere in between. School is no longer cool. School used to be cool. Now, school is not cool at all. Sleeping late is not cool... not anymore.

Blogging is cramping up my schedule. Nothing is fun no more. Blogging with a voice telling me to study or in this case, sleep is not fun. I have a nagging system somewhere in my brain. It makes me feel guilty. I always feel guilty. Everytime I touch the computer... GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY. That is not cool. That is not fun.

Every week, I know that I will always be waiting for the weekends. Why? Because I can't stand sleeping late. Day after day, homework after homework, iron after iron... in the end, it only mean one thing. SLEEPING LATE. Do they care? No. When I tell them, they'll go all shocked but do they understand? No. I've decided to ignore that. Ignore the fact that they don't care. I have finally decided to stand on my own, try to achieve my dream on my own and will only get help if they want to help. I will no longer ask for help... I will not say no to someone who wants to help me though.

Today, I didn't get lots of homework. Thank God. Unfortunately though, I have to go to Muar tomorrow. Lets take it positively. :D Positive enough? No? LIVE.

Jehan stayed with me at tuition. =D Thank you. I had to wait for my sister to finish so I had to stay for like another hour and Jehan stayed. So yeah. We wanted to go to the shops but then there was a dog so we decided against that. We could run through but then that means we will end up on a tree and trees are not always safe. One way or the other.