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This is Syania's public diary from her Year 12 life [2008-2009] with some college bits. Enjoy reading =D

Jealousy... and Hatred

Monday, 16 February 2009

Oh jealousy, look what you've done, you got a hold of him, you made him become;
You rip apart his insides, you tear apart his whole life, you take the best of him...
Don't you know how much potential is inside of you?

I slept for 10 minutes in Physics, ICT and Maths today HAHA. It was funny 'cause O'neil and Griffin didn't notice me at all. Peachey saw me and woke me up but she didn't really mind. In the free lesson I listened to music loudly and just put my head on my arms and slept for the entire hour. It was so hard trying to open my eyes again 'cause they were glued together. We practised for the Mental Maths thing and I was the 3rd last person standing.

After school I started to wake up 'cause there was Primary. Fajar and Khalid told us this stupid P.E. story of theirs of Fajar poking a guy's eyeball and somebody's pants ripping and I reminded ahoushi of his promise yesterday. He was supposed to travel to the car as told by Iwan but he told him to go first and instead stayed behind to talk to me; I was glad he kept his word and touched by his action. Primary was hot and watching Riko is amusing. The kids wouldn't listen to the teacher so he said 'I feel like swearing and throwing these children to the wall', then me and Hamzah looked at each other and started laughing XD So funnay. In the car we ate pizza and listened to Melee.

Hometime was a wreck and I feel really guilty 'cause everything that happened was 60% my fault and shoot me, but I hardly admit I'm wrong in anything [stubborn banget sih] so this is sincere. This is also definitely the first time I really wanna go back into time and fix things. I shouldn't have done it. I shouldn't have, but what did I know? I like telling things to people, specially happy stuff. I made an oath and apologised, I don't know if I'm forgiven; now all I have to do is wait, really, and pray. Ya Allah please don't let this drag on. I really want my Sunday back, and his mood to restore, 'cause I hate yearning. Amin.

One thing I really don't get though, why the jealousy and hatred?

Essay by syania/bs at 7:24 pm  

Labels: emofajaring, happyfajaring, humorous, schoolness

2 replies:

sylphiawings said...

i ask that question everyday. TELL ME WHY.

16 February 2009 at 22:01  
syania/bs said...

wt question? 0.0

16 February 2009 at 22:02  

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