suck....

today damn bad mood in school ... whole day din talk ... din smile ... din eat ...
when assembly that time ... i was sleepy and thinking something ...
suddenly teacher call my name .. ya .. damn loud .. i was shock ...
then i stand up slowly , walk to the frond there , take the sijil , say terima kasih cikgu , come back and continue to sleep...
Time to go back class , its moral now , but i was reading the novel book ( konserto terakhir) and don care bout the teacher , cz i noe , she wont write my name in the BKK . even write also no use , wat to do ?! i am the one who suppose to "take care" for the BKK . but suddenly , she stand beside me and take off the book without saying anything...after the class oni i take back .
then sejarah time ... ya .. i laugh when the teacher trying to tell us bout the Sir Harold MacMichael ... but juz once .. i think it was the 1st time i laugh in sejarah time ..
All the way until school finish .. juz like a person who lost his soul ...
some one at school ask me wat is happening .... i say ntg ... but in my mind , i answer :" because of the dream"......