SPM is drawing pretty close. " Mummy, I'm scarrred" *pouted lips.
I just ain't ready to be facing the WAR. After all these years making good friends with the fellow books, the voice in within me is saying " Mag, are you sure? ". Its holding me back and this is no good baby.
Its whispering by my ear everytime I start getting drowsy in class. "Mag, are you sure? "
And its whispering again right now! Because I'm supposed to be doing chemistry equations or perhaps the addmaths problems instead of BLOGGING :(
Ohnoo. I feel like I'm drowning. Anybody who'll be my prince in shining armour?? ANYONE?
okay.i'm crapping. but hey, ANYONE ? REALLY.
SHUT UP YOU PERSON.
haha. I shall say no more.
This clock tells time not in hours,minutes or seconds , but in YEARS. You see?
Each number corresponds to a 7-year period of your life.
If you manage to live through a full 360-degree sweep of the year hand, you're doing pretty darned well :)
I somehow like this clock. It makes me feel better. But as the year-hand strucks 0, its time to say BYE BYE.
I take back my words now.
*shivers*
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