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Syafiqah Emran
I'm a cookie which is born out of a dough, and was being sent into an oven. My mother made me a chocolate cookie so that people would like me. I'm delicious, people liked me alot. But my destiny is very cruel. I found out that i'm born to be eaten. I'm helpless and afraid. But when i knew that i will bring people's happiness, i'm not that scared already. So i decided to sacrifice myself to make people happy. Cause i know i'm the best.

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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

They are making a big fool of themselves and even small kids understand it. “Only because of that?” That is so silly. Its just a small tiny-winy matter and you’re trying to make a fuss over it? How could that be!

Stop the crap here, ok truth is I’m bored and sick. Fever and fever, flu and flu, I’ve not taken my medicines cos I don’t want to. I’m still contemplating whether to give a second ditch for school tomorrow. Pfft. I don’t have the energy to even get up from bed when suddenly my body feels so weak. And my hands are cold. Now what? See the doctor?

Worst scenario even, I reached home from my study group with the girls, my room was in a mess whereby all the bags were flunk over the room, and my wardrobe was widely opened. It looks like as if someone has gotten into my room and ransacked my stuffs. It wouldn’t be anyone else if it weren’t to be my sis. How could I know that? She left her clothes on my bed, and take out the mini-skirt I had in my wardrobe which I can no longer fit it. Aha! Loser much!

I called on her phone and came ranting on her. She was a noob and quickly hang up the phone, switched of her phone to avoid me reaching on her. Audacious isn’t that? I could no longer rave my anger on her, all I did was to turn her room upside down; emptied her wardrobe and emptied her container filled with her books. Now, things are all over her room.

Her mess was a bolt from the blue. I’m sulking because of her irresponsible act.