I still could not figure it out whether I was darn nervous or was
I just lost for words. I stumbled a lot during my passage reading,
but managed to get the hang of it after a while. My conversation
was entirely boring. (To me.) As a matter-of-fact, I did made
them laugh, but based on sincerity? Not. I could not find the
right WORDS to describe something, and I used one english word:
Artefact. (Fuck, okay? I want distinctions.) I do not know
what has got into me. I just sucked.

My so-called best word would be: 'terkongkong'. Correct or not?
Shit. I WANTED TO CRY like, a lot. For not doing my best. I did
not want perfection you see, I just wanted the best. But still,
I completely blew it off.

'Seandainya, Tuhan sahaja yang lebih memahami perasaanku ini.'

Tetapi, apakah daya. Peluang ini yang semata-mata membolehkanku
mendapat gred yang bagus, telah dilontar jauh. Harith, telah
memesan, apa yang lepas, lepaskan. Usahlah kita memikirkannya
lagi. Kini, apa yang sedang aku nanti-nantikan adalah keputusan
bagi Bahasa Melayu yang akan diedar pada bulan ogos. Sampai
disitulah, aku akan berhenti berharap. ( Aww.. jiwanglah.. )

Labels: Words played an important ROLL.(not role mind you.)

I know I can be twisted at times even for a rather BRIGHT seventeen-year-old. I am partyKiller's die-hard fan!

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