Now. I'm in semester3!! Then? So? What is wrong with this semester3? Naw naw. Nothing is going on. Am just telling. Is that wrong to tell you that I'm in semester3 right now? Naw right? So just listen listen listen listen listen... Haha. Bodoh aja. Yeah. Whatever. She doesn't important at all. Sometimes la penting jugak. I have to know some about politic because it is a part of Ibadah right? So. If you want to be real good muslims. Should know about this. Even it is only little not too much. Just ciput ciput je. Haha. Just like me. Come and be like me. Choose me as your Idol. Yucks. Okay sorry sorry. Actually I'm so tired being alone in this room. Everyone's gone home. Just me in this campus. Just me ya know? Urghh. Assignment punya pasal aku takleh balik. Bloody hell ya. Now Madam wants me to write a short story. My own idea and inspiration and now I'm starting to feel like a piece of shit when I can't think what should I write on a sheet. 2pages like 10000 pages. "Enough Arifah. You shouldn't have to talk like this. You look stupid when you write something like this! Stop nagging ang get back to work NOW!" I'm and me talking to myself like stupid. Waharharhar! Bubbye Fatty. :)
