but right now no one at home so i go treasure hunting for my computer plug and found it

but this not what i want to blog about

its about resilience workshop

my instructor, melvin is actually the first person who actually motivate me

and that workshop is the first workshop which make me feel motivated

and the last day really woke me up

he was 'WTH R U DOING WITH UR LIFE' thing

then he make us imagine everything 

and everything he say really spot on man

the part when he talk about my dad really make me think

of course feel sad because last two week fought with parent cause never let me play comp

and i was not on speaking terms with them somemore

so when he say like that i of course fell like a bastard 

a fucking gay bastard

to think i actually got angry at them for not allowing me to play comp, watch tv and everything

to think i feel like have no freedom when i have nothing to do at home

to think that i actually get 41 for l1r5

yes a fucking 41 

so anyone who see me look at me and say u fucking bastard

yup i thought all that when i reached home and i cried 

but not the 'noob cry' la just the tears flow like waterfall cannot stop only

i wanted to say sorry at them but paiseh 

haiz noob me

i want to thank them

i want to help them when i grow up

i want to make them happy

not worry

i want to do alot of things 

3months not enough 

STUPID STUPID luqman

guilty of sneaking to play comp right now

of course happy get to play comp but not the good happy feeling

so anyone hu wonder y i not blogging, facebook or msn 

is i dowan use and cannot use

ohyeah if u see me at school lazing shout LUQMAN U SCORED A FUKING 41 U STILL DARE SLACK then u punch me or something

3more freaking months

f f f

on a brighter note

i actually at last got something to disturb roger already

and i want to go watch netball play again

*oi mardiah faster organise*

tw if u read the last two lines just imagine u didnt read it ok