prologue

NURUL AIN
j'ai vingth et un ans

i want to travel around the world, with bottles of mango milk tea in my esprit totebag.





Wednesday, July 22, 2009 10:23

there goes my plan to surprise him with a sweet wake-up call; & so much for me constantly glancing at the clock, wondering when would it be okay for me to call without him going all cranky at me.



i am so not looking forward for school today;
nothing to look forward to.
it is wednesday, & i will be all alone again.
i dont feel like mugging for the japanese quiz at two.
i dont feel like rushing to a's place for tuitioning today, especially with this cough. the mum might just shoo me out of the house, if she hears me squeak a cough.
i dont feel like rushing to t&r's place too, despite all the laughter & smiles they shower me with.
i just dont feel like doing anything.
i just dont feel like doing anything.
i just dont feel like doing anything.



i hate wednesdays.
i hate wednesdays.
i hate wednesdays.



i missed the time you made me come down to toa payoh to have dinner at pizza hut; to make me feel better cause i was all so upset with my maths quiz results. & i got home late, & the parents werent happy, but it is okay, cause that was one of those dates that keeps lingering in my mind.