rite. the time is 2.25am when ive den decided to write an entry. k. im so fucked up. specifically, its bout dnt. im totally stress up onto it. and evry each time i wud think of how are ma dnt been progressin, ma heart wud be pumpin real fast. gosh. i cant slp seh coz im worryin too much upon finishin ma folio. im doin it now anw. fucks. stress!. . .

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so today i didnt go for sch. in fact, ystdy. it has pass 12am oredi aint it. logic. nwy, after ma date with the doc at the hosp, went to sch for dnt. ervyone was like shocked to see me dere. fafa was like excited and were callin out ma name like she never see me for a long time. hah. rite. and so, i was diligently workin ma ass off sia onto ma artefact today. i mean, ystdy. and fucks. and i was sort of stuck along the way but got it figured out after such a long time. rite. so ma artefact is like 90% done. but like the other 10% will be long for me to make it. haiz. but for folio, im still sort of not on schedule. fucksfucksfucks. nwy ppl, smtg real strange were happenin in the workshop today. well, know wat, while me, man, amir and fafa were doin our own thing, sittin together at this one table in the workshop, screws, out from nowhere, keeps on hittin on us. it was like deliberately onto us. den i tot it was the guy from a diff class who is doin his work standin quite near us was the one throwin at us. he denied. after some time, he was hit too. thrice. we all den was like scoldin evryone in the workshop. no one admit it. den, for some time, it was ok. but it happen again after for a moment. it hit man's head. fafa got scared and went home eventuali. i counted the screws and there was 13 of them so far. me and dat guy reported it to a teacher and he was like scoldin ervyone too. said dat the culprit will be severely dealt with when he gets to find out who. still no one admits. den, ive rmbrd today will be a thurs night. superstition. it came to ma mind den dat it is from the 'thing'. you ppl know wat i mean. even Mr Nasir concluded the same. until now, the mystery remains unsloved. . . scary it was. . .

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so, anw, after dnt, went to mit arfah at cwp. i was so happy. spent some time together den off she went to her hse. haha. for the first time i rang her door bell. ahaks! i hope i get to mit her later. im missin her now. hah. and arfah, yesh, im your hubby. and you are ma wife! will always be..... haha... so we're married huh as wat you've said in ur last entry....

ok........

i love you, ma beloved W I F E!

ahaks...

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nwy, ive rmbrd. durin ma time in the hosp, the doc says i need to go for MRI test which it'll cost 800 bucks! fucks! i'd rather die sia. rather den lettin ma folks pay those bills. 'dad' once complained bout dis. and came to think bout it, i shud juz be dead. really. rather den troublin them and wastin the money for dis, for me. so wat if it cures me? financial crisis is wat occurrin to ma fam now and im addin on the salt. great. rite. i dun care. really. i juz dun wan to worsen their burden in dis fam. haiz. tah lah... shud i?shud i not?show me some signs. . .

~fucks la... i wana slp! fuckin folio. . .

.:Fadhli<32>Arfah:.