and even in the hardest of times.

It's been about four days already, but my heartfelt condolences go out to Sarah and her family.

I'm so amazed at the way you're handling this even in the midst of our exams. Just remember that no matter what, you'll always have someone to go to.

I admire your strength, darl.

jue*just the five of us.

so, sally can wait.

I was trying to look for the words to say when I decided to clicketyclick on Mel's link and there it was, words taken right out of my mouth.

"It’s been awhile since my last update. It feels like so much has happened and I have so much to tell but then again, these stories feel like they belong to the moments that have gone by and I’m thinking perhaps that’s the way things should stay. Maybe it would just be better to let whatever’s blowing in the wind to blow in the winds."

-Mel Ng.

But I think I will be updating about my past few weekends (after I'm done with my papers). There's too many pictures and too many moments I just cannot leave out.

On a different note, I've been deleting posts here and there just because I don't feel it's up to standard. It's some personal issue, I suppose. I've been rather dissatisfied lately -in more ways than one. And I would try to overcome it, but heck, I'm can't put my finger on what exactly it is. I get annoyed at little things, nothing seems to please me, I can't make decisions and I've totally lost my appetite It's like DIVA alert. Of course I could be like every other girl and blame it on Bloody Mary, but that can't be right. Oh well. I guess I'll figure it out...eventually.

Am I the only one that doesn't feel like SPM has started? I mean besides the fact that many of my friends aren't online, it just doesn't feel like in thirteen days, I'll be done. Think about it, exams aren't just around the corner anymore and it isn't knocking on our doors. It's practically passed out on the sofa next to the TV and still in yesterday's clothes.

Oh, but since I'm at it; Good luck to the 07' SPM Candidates :)

Just a few (okay, I'm lying) more days left and we'll be over and done with it.

jue*just like a tattoo.

so don't look back in anger.

To think that in exactly thirty one days, we'll be partying all night long celebrating our so called returned freedom. To think that in exactly thirty one days, we'll be officially done with high school and that we won't be little high school kids anymore. It's one thing to anticipate this day(s) because for many years we've known that one day we would finally be stepping out of the walls of Sri Aman. But it's a totally different feeling when you know it's actually happening.

Today Nique&I had our last Physics class. And tomorrow's graduation night. Can't you just feel that our days are numbered? I can practically count them with one hand. And right now, I wish I was in the driver seat of the Time car just putting my foot down on the breaks until you could hear the car screech. I just want time to slow down, not because I'm scared of what's yet to come but just because I want to savour every possible moment left. I'm going to miss school.

Camp Five during Physics Mantap.

Nur Syafika Zazili. Scandalmonger ;)

Nique and I after our last physics tuition class.

:)

jue*high school never ends.

jealousy, turning saints into the sea.

It started out with a kiss,

Saturday, Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday. I think it means more to me than it does to him.

How did it end up like this?

It could be just a four time thing. I don't think he was satisfied enough.

It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.

I haven't felt this wanted in such a long time. But it feels so good, it just HAS to be wrong.

jue*and we'd do anything when the time is right.

i could be your girlfriend.

Though some of you might accuse me of studying, I assure you, nothing the least bit associated to studying has been done in the last week despite it only being NINETEEN days away.

Oh well.

Just wanted to let the world know I'm still alive (though I'm pretty sure some people would rather it be the other way).

And since I'm at it,

Happy Birthday Kevin Tan Wai Meng

jue*and we could do anything when the time is right.