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my life is fun , fantastic , enjoyable and all

hey hey . today i went back to school . burrr , was okay . uhm , yeaaaaaaahh , you know what okay means . now , i dont know what else i could do . i know i must be doing my homework or do some quick revision now but , i just cant stick with school books . they're not boring , they're not a burden to my whole skeleton , it's just me . i dont stick to things for long . i got bored easily . haha . sometimes , it was not boredom but , it was something else . lazy ? hahaa , whatever .

the day was okay , as i told you . i didnt do things much . hm , i giggled in class , i joked with friends , i stole food [ haha , NOT ] , i ate on recess , i yawn in the middle of the afternoon , i skipped class , i went to the class nextdoor , i operated things [ it was fun , i guess ] , i blinked my eyes , i told stories , i sat with my friends , i saw people doing things , i made the teacher ask me " what's wrong? " , i accidentally shouted " ju-on ! " like there was one for real while pointing at a teacher , haha , i bumped into people , i ran away from things , i pretended there was no spot-check line where the prefects stands in two lines and we have to go through them - whatever , i stood at the front of my class que , i talked at the assembly , i went to put my bag in the class when i should have gone to the assembly , i rubbed my nose while they were singing the national entheme , i didnt sing when they sang the school song , i pretended that there was no rules in school .

and that was when i think that school is cool .

sometimes , i wished that i could always be a teenager and have to go to school on weekdays , like , forever ? if the time comes , and i dont have to go to school anymore , where will i be for sure ? and if i continue being a teenager forever , i knew that i have to go to school and study and read and write and bully ! wow . yeah , i admit that sometimes it does feels good to just break a single rule . hehe . but , it feels bad when you have to confess to the teachers that you're wrong and stuff , blah blah blah . i dont get scared . it's normal when you were punished for not being good . and you must be ready to receive the punishment as soon as you planned to break the rules . or else , you didnt enjoy yourself being a rule-breaker ! what am i typing ??

geeeshh , i guess this is too much for a soul . i have other things to do , byee ! and , i am still disliking her/him because he/she made me feel invisible somehow . and why do i even bother to care about this ? and since when i think about n o n s e n s e ? this whole shit was just another crapp ! whatever , i'll be gone and you'll be regretting for not spending some time with me . haha . ape2 jea lah , as long as my heart beats , i'll wait . and as long as this heart doesnt skip a beat , you're mine for the whole while . hahaa , this is getting weirder than i thought . so , just skip it - yeah , skip this crapppppp for the sake of all the unforgiven . ape bende aku maen tekan tekan neh ? dah laa , dah laa , merepek repek laa . keyh , bubyee !

P/S : and he told me that you enjoyed the new school , dont you want to be back ? i need you here ! i need you for her and for all the jokes i cracked ! can you hear me somehow ? can you ? hear me in the deep heart core . hulalaaa , beriye lah pulak . when he said , " diye kate skola tu best " . aku rase macam kau takkan terfikir nak balik dekat TMS tu . due tahun tu rase macam lame sangat jea . bila kau tgh bergumbira kat sane , ingat laa kteorg kat sini .

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