anyways... school like always, suck big time... tasha(or as i like to call her TASAH it rhymes with basah)
a poem for tasha
nama dier natasha;
cikgu panggil dier tasah
i hate a girl call fasha;
tasah rhymes with basah;
tadaaaa!!! hehe... the budding artistic liyana....i noe its lame okay so dun comment... anyways... it will be boring uh wen dey all grad next year april.... i ll be all alone... (tears brimming, cue violin)
all by myseeellfff
dun wan to be all by myself
animoreeeee!!!
but heck graduating soon... haizz.. time fly so fast... soon before i noe it, i ll be working, den i ll be married.. den i ll have chewren, den have grandchewren... den i die... haizzz anyways... my aim for the next few years is to get more life( more den wat i have rite now which is like miminal) isk .. isk... isk.... i dun wanna grow up dammit!! i dowann!!! pfftt... the hard truth of life
blog soon!
