Who thinks that he is 1. You better not think this is you because Im just giving example.
Example:
"Hye."
"Hye?"
"Do you know me?"
"Erkk.. Yeah, I do know you. :D"
"You aree soooo cutee."
"Thanks."
"I love you."
"Erkk.. 0okay? Thanks for loving me. Hahaha ''=_=." Doing this face --> :O
"Can I be your boyfriend?"
( Pretended to be offline )
Well, its kind of annoying when people do that to me. Who the hell he think he is? A king? If he really is a king, I would love to but he is just a normal kid like me. Do you think I am attracted to a boy that I dont even know really well? You better not think that is me. I'm attracted to a boy that is very close to me or someone like JB, Nick Jonas, and more...
I hate when I go shopping or have breakfast, lunch or dinner at a restaurant. the home boys like to disturb me or even worse. But I love shopping or eating at a restaurant. If I ignore them, they still want to disturb me. Its very2 ANNOYING!!! Can you imagine if you in my position? I bet you cant. :D
Today; Afternoon at Jln. Sri Sina or whatever its called. Having lunch with my mum and dad after I registered at Be Smart. I look like fool.
Me and Homeboys or I called them Crazyboys.
Mum and dad.
"Weyh3, awek lah awek!"
"Ergh!""Phewitttt!"
"Elehh Balqis tergedik-gedik."
"Balqis, tuh kwn Balqis ke?"
"No!" ( Ergh! Tolonglah. Lelaki mcm diorg tuh nmpk pon mcm bukan budak sekolah. ) *cakap dlm hati.
"Balqis jgn layan diorg tau. Belajar rajin2. Igt pesan cikgu kt Be Smart tdi tuh. Cikgu tuh nmpk baik and ade semangat nk ajar."
"Dengar tuh Balqis, tak payah nk gedik2 tau."
( Elehh Ayah pon dulu mcm tuh. :P ) *cakap dlm hati.Pokpekpokpek. My ears are nearly broken you know! Its not my fault, its their fault. Why am I the blame? That is why I hate eating at a restaurant. What is the problem with me? I would rather be ugly like a witch than being myself like this. I want to reject them but I dont want to hurt anybody's heart. Believe me, you dont wanna hurt anybody's feelings because I know what they will feel.


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