Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
Blogging
Driving test
God I can't believe I failed ma drivin...the fucking parkin la...haiz...the whells are not aligned properly so there stars the problem.Ish now have to take again.I'm not mad because I have to retake.The reason why I am mad is becus I din fufill my today's goals.I mean I skiped classes faw that stinkin driving thing! I sacrifice my time and I dun get anything done.So geram....
That was at first la but the lata Mariel encouraged me that I am half way d since I pass the "jalan" wan.She din noe I was mad...cus I put up a smilie face.Den no more mad d...gona try harder...Gambate...
Anyway,gota go studi d....miss out a lot today...