maths

as u can c, yup, i'm down... soo down... theres juz no more hope left 4 mie... sob sob... hw d hack did i even end up in 1st class last yr, taico lar dat 1... boo hoo, 6 pprs down....hw many more 2 go... well, i noe, theres no more hope in ma maths, n theres ma mly, ma poor eL, n nw, ma FnN...except ma sci, wich i feel i still hav hope, the others all i let down...no more hope... i juz noe it...haish...

well, ma killer maths juz nw when great.. ya rite!...it was damn a diff nt even a thing wich i study cum out...suay rite, its the opp of ma sci, well, hope wadda i study 4 maths, cums out in ppr 1...n ya...hope ma sis wun mind, well ya, she wants mie 2 pass, bt i'm nt dat determined

home ed exam was funni n great, well, it was the 1st time we put our bags outside the class, n also the 1st time the boys, begin their ppr 5mins late...suay rite? thks 2 all our mouths, wich juz can't seem 2 be shut lock...well, during examination, ppl began 2 ask mie 4 ans.... it started wit soon yi, followed by wei chan, wich, i dun seem 2 care, n then ali, hu ask mie soo many qn...i fell guilty, n yup, i admit it, i reali do, i noe its wrong, bt still, i'm helpin, niwae, it was fun, i was laughing again....

well, 2dae, as soon as i reach d mosque, the prayer started, soo lucky, n hapi ler of coz i make it, nvr tot i wud actualli, noe i wud b late, bt delay it, hakz, bad iman, bad!, saw soo many ppl dat i noe over there, nvr expected it, i mean in the bus n stop, coz i usually took the cycle, it was fun actualli, bt i went solo.. no fwends cuzzies 2 tag along....

heard dat i'm supposingly 2 balik kampong! sob sob... i dun wan soo actuali, soo kampong is soo boring, niwae, i gotta study 4 ma exams wad, wrong timing dad, he alwaes like dat 1, n later, if we tell hem, he get angry, saying dat i do tis the u all dun wanna go...lyk i sae, wrong timing...its nt realli our fault actualli, bt wadda do, a father is n alwaes a father