OMG. SPM coming up. DIEEE.
Anyways, I've learnt that Hoot is many a cure for a bad day. Seriously.
I don't know, ever since I was hit by the reality that SPM is 22 days away, I started getting annoyed more easily. And depressed.
Sometimes, I just wanna pull you aside and demand we talk about it. I liked how close we were. I like how close we COULD be. But it's like you're making the effort to keep me away.
Goal status:
1) I will inspire at least one person [√]
2) I will fall in love
3) I will successfully get through my god-damned-exams
4) I will learn to fucking drive
5) At least one person will say 'it's not the same without Amirul' and mean it
6) I will make a difference [√]
7) I Will Accomplish all goals by the end of the year
2) I will fall in love
3) I will successfully get through my god-damned-exams
4) I will learn to fucking drive
5) At least one person will say 'it's not the same without Amirul' and mean it
6) I will make a difference [√]
7) I Will Accomplish all goals by the end of the year
2 down, 5 to go.
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