Just Don't Care Anymore

I feel like dying.

Like,

either I kill myself

or I kill everyone else.

I need help.

xoxo,

Al </3

Please stop being so hot

To you,

the people who asked me who my crush is,

this is how he looks like:

No, it's not really Harry Styles.

He just looks a bit like him.

Especially when he laughs.

*melting*

xoxo,

Al ♥

Why?

So.

This question has been bugging people for months.

Why did you stop dancing?

*sigh*

Humans.

It's our nature to be curious right? : )

So yeah,

lemme tell you.

I know, I know,

Finally.

>.< 

Okay.

Some of you may know,

I was a dancer since I was a kid.

Started out with some hip hop thingy I learnt from my elder brother,

To zapin when I was 11 or 12.

Then I stayed quiet ever since I got into secondary school.

That, I can assure you, is for no reason.

I just kinda stopped because I wasn't in the mood for anything.

I didn't even do sports during those first three years in SUKSES.

Then,

in my last year in SUKSES.

the 3 weeks camp in UKM during the school holidays,

I started again.

We danced for the TalenTime performance.

I was one of the leads in our course.

It felt like...

I felt..

alive.

At last.

After all those years.

When I left SUKSES and came to this new school,

I began to feel that laziness again.

But I still did dance.

It was for the visit of The First Lady of Czech Republic

and I danced a traditional dance

with four other people.

And then I stopped.

Now this is the real answer.

I didn't stop because I hated dancing.

I didn't stop because anyone told me to.

I didn't stop because of my low self esteem.

I didn't stop because of anyone.

I stopped because of myself.

I knew where my passion leads to in dancing.

It's not those traditional dances I do at school.

No.

I like love modern dance.

And most of the time,

when I do freestyles,

my body makes these sexy moves I cant explain myself.

It feels so right.

but at the same time

so wrong.

I liked my freestyle moves,

as much as I love dancing as a whole,

but moving like that,

with males looking at you,

I know it's wrong.

Though I know I'm dancing for my passion,

Sometimes I still think to myself,

Why am I making myself a display to those men?

I'm not one of those very pious women,

nor am I too far strayed,

but I still realize that

I shouldn't let men sin,

for looking at me like that.

And having myself sin double the times they do

for doing that.

So that's why I stopped.

Well in front of guys, I did.

But today,

I caught myself doing it again.

I know I love it.

But....

*sigh*

I don't know.

Ya Allah,

help me.

xoxo,

Al ♥

Me ranting on twitter.

I'm sorry for the sudden change of mood in my tweets.

Just thought of sharing.

A story I've never told anyone.

Read from bottom.

To be honest,

it's a true story.

MY story.

Yeah most of you didn't know me during my suicidal years.

So, yeah.

I don't wanna detail what happened.

Just understand those tweets.

Read, and understand.

If any of you who have been in any situation

regarding suicides.

Or even thinking of any,

just come to me.

I'll help however I may.

Remember,

don't swallow those harsh words in,

those bad things people say about your cuts and stuff.

Ignore them

It will just bring you down

Lower than where you are now

Only the ones who felt it

been through it

got out of it

understands you.

The others?

they might understand

But they don't know the feeling.

So choose the right people to listen to.

xoxo,

Al ♥

SPM and counting

Assalamualaikum.

Hi again :)

Sooooo

tomorrow's the big start.

Stepping into the new world is

apparently

very scary.

I'm scared I'll get lost.

And what if I never return?

I'm afraid.

After SPM

After the big exam

THE final exam in my life as a high school kid

I'll be thrown into another world

The world with adults

Where

We have to make decisions

Take responsibility

Be mature

And

Frankly

I don't think I'm ready for all that.

I mean,

it's not like we haven't already faced that by now

But

It's different

Issues get bigger

Voices get louder

Obligations?

Well they just get.......

Idk how to put this in words

Gigantic.

I guess.

Well
Let's just focus on what's in front of us first.
THE
one and only
Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia
S.P.M.

After that?
Still counting.

But let's not burden ourselves with what's yet to come.

I'll update more about life
after school's over.
When....
Goodbyes are said.

I don't wanna leave any of you guys!
*sigh*

In a few weeks,
it's gonna be the

I thought I'd be like

adios, bitchachos

But no.

I'm sad.

Almost as sad as ever that

I couldn't even get my tears out.

Goodbye.

xoxo,
Al ♥

Best friends?

Assalamualaikum

Hi people : D

Sorry I left this place to rot :<

But hey I'm back!

(I know, not convincing right)

It's 0044 hours here and

I'm writing a post about.....

yeah you read the tittle.

I don't know who my best friends are now

tbh.

This is supposed to be like a five minutes worth of typing

but I think it'll be longer.

or not.
idk.

I thought I knew who they were

but right now

throughout high school

I'm losing my close friends

one by one.

Some new ones came by

but I honestly think that it's still too early to say
that

we're best friends.

Too early.

But I'm hoping you guys prove to me that

you are worth the wait

that you are worth my trust

that we are not gonna end up like

yknow

ex-BFF

*shrugs*

To you two who are currently sitting at the computers next to me,

you two who are writing new entries in your blog too,

you two who made me laugh,

you two who -I KNOW- understands the pain of broken friendship,

can we have that kind of friendship? ☺

xoxo,

Al ♥

Hadith of the Day : )

Reported by Jabir (RA):

The Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) said,

"When a Muslim plants a tree,

whatever is eaten from it is charity from him

and whatever is stolen is charity

and whatever is subtracted from it is charity."

[Muslim]

xoxo,
Al ♥

My Roommate

So I found my roommate's blog.

http://dannispazz.blogspot.com

And Deviant Art account.

http://thenutcrackparade.deviantart.com

The first thing I saw was her latest journal post on dA.

Should I say anything?

I don't know...

I don't study with her because

I cant understand a single thing if we study together
EVEN WHEN I'M THE ONE TEACHING.

So now what?

I don't think I can really help her anyway.

SHE needs to help herself.

But how do I help her to start helping herself out?

In our batch,

no one is supposed to get left behind

right?

*sigh*

xoxo,
Al ♥

That Somebody That I Used To Know.

That somebody that I used to know.

Hanafi.

He tweeted these.

I doubt they're for me.

But I'd like to think they are.

Haha stop it Al.

He stopped thinking of you.

Not that you ever thought of him until he tweeted those things.

So

Fair and square?

Okay then.

xoxo,

Al ♥

Acid Black Cherry.

Yubiwa Monogatari.

Yup.

That's it.

It's a song.

A Japanese song.

A song with a big meaning in my life.

Someone gave it to me.

He introduced it to me

with another song he likes.

Sang by Acid Black Cherry.

Search for it if you want.

I bet you don't.

Well.

He's a friend of my friend's brother.

Erza's friend to be exact.

Erza is Danni's brother.

Danni is my roommate.

Erza is also my friend.

...so technically he is my friend's friend.

But he's my friend too.

...so he's my friend.

Oh that solves it for you lazy assholes.

; D

just kidding

but yeah he's my friend.

A dear friend of mine.

Which is obvious

cause I wont be writing about him if he's not special

Unless he pissed me off or something

which he didn't

What's wrong with me today?

Urgh.

That's enough

I'm gonna end this post

though I haven't even said anything I wanted to

Huh.

Welp,

smile, Al.

Smile.

Hmm.

: )

Bye.

xoxo,

Al ♥

My Lovely Bitches

For the Muslims

Assalamualaikum ♥

For the rest

Hi ♥

Of course,

Al is here

Again

If you're bored of me

you can get the fuck away from here : )

No 

Seriously,

I don't mind : )

For you who wanna keep on reading,

I wanna tell you about

MY LOVELY BITCHES.

WARNING: THIS ENTRY IS GONNA BE LONG.

First,

my primary school friends.

SK LKTP Palong Timur, Segamat.

These people, are the first girls best friends that I had.

( which I can recall of )

Sorry to my kindergarten friends,

I don't really remember you kiddos

so I wont write about you.

Sowwyyy :*

Okay now.

Eherm.

Mayynnn

I don't know where to start.

Okay,

There's

.

I'm stuck.

There are just so many of them.

I've listed some of them

but I don't wanna have the others left out

so it's only fair for me not to mention any of them right?

..........right?

Urgh I feel guilty.

I'm a bad friend.

Sorry guys : (

Seri Kenangan Segamat Elite School (SUKSES).

Moving on,

I went into this boarding school.

And I met with these lovely assholes there.

I LOVE THEM

a lot

Here

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THE BEBERQU.

The chicks of 1995:

Ana

Akie

Efa
(that's my ex standing next to her)

Zue

Nina

I don't wanna elaborate 'cause I don't know when I'll stop.

I might as well continue till night.

See

I warned you this post will be long.

But I'm still trying to make it short.

As short as it can get.

NOW you're thankful I didn't put in the girls of my primary school?

Heh.

The babes of 1996 (my batch!) :

Aunie

Elia

Eqah

And last but not least......

The gals of 1997:

Nabb

Acha

---------------------------------------------------

Okay that's all for the BEBERQU's

As for the extras,

whom I love

but are not in my gang

there are

Dalilah

Eila

and

Fana
( Fana is from another school )

Program Pendidikan PERMATApintar™ Negara, UKM Bangi.

Well here,

I keep my circle closed.

But there are people whom I love

Who were once my best friends

Who still are

etc.

They may not think much of me,

but at least they mean something to me.

:')

Elly

Miza

Naz

Sam

Ijat

Azie

Danni

Niesah

Izzy
( le sister )

Iman and Aida
( FYI Aida is the one I talked about before )
(( Yes, the sister ))
((( Yes, the skinny one )))

Again,

I don't wanna elaborate anything.

This post is long enough with the pictures.

: 3

Lastly,
I wanna add two people
who I knew in Palong Timur
( the one I didn't put anyone in )
because these two are special cases.

Why?
Because
Despite the years we've been through without each other,
they are still the best of friends.
We still contact each other.
We are still close to each other.
Even if we are not THAT close anymore,
they are the ones I can still rely on.

Just like how they were  in primary school.

Bella

Nina
( the shy-looking one on your left )

Okay,
there's that.
I love you.

xoxo,
Al ♥

A New Sister.

Hey babes.

Al's back : )

Miss me?

I betcha.

I miss you too.

Read my last two posts?

Yeah those two were my assignments.

The two essays I did in 15 minutes.

Last minute work.

I sent both of them late,

as expected.

Hehe : 3

Moving on.

Today

I mean tonight

Imma tell you about a new sister I got.

It's not like

officially a new daughter my mom gave birth to

or adopted or anything

It's just someone whom I think of as a dear sister to me.

 

Aida Nur Ilyani Syahirah.

Yep.

This kid.

Looks matured?

I think so too : )
She's pretty?
I know right : D

But man she's skinny.

I think she needs to eat more.

Hehe peace! ; 3

Don't be angry, Aida : )

Like other girl best friend anyone would ever has,
She listens
She understands
She's there for you
She gives you motivation
She keeps your things a secret to others
She tells you things people talk about behind you to you
 And sooo many more.
You must know that feeling right?
If you don't
well I'm....
sorry I guess.

I personally think everybody deserves a friend like this.

Which I have to say,
I'm not a good friend to my roommate, Danni.
I'm very bad to her, you might add.
People say that Danni thinks of me as her best friend.
I hope I could think the same about her.
But I couldn't.
(I'm sorry)

From Palong Timur, Segamat
to Seri Kenangan, Segamat
to UKM, Bangi.
I'll share about all my beloved bitches later on okayy : )

Back to the topic,
I'd like to take this moment to thank God
for giving me the opportunity to feel the love of these lovely people
Which in this entry would be especially Aida

(she gave me this just now)

but that doesn't mean the others are any less precious.
I love you all.
It's just that
I'm not really good at showing.
And I'm a bit shy when it comes to people reading what I write.
That's why I wouldn't let anyone close to me to have the address to my blogs.
I'm sorryyyyy haha
Again,
I love you : D

xoxo,
Al ♥

MY EXPERIENCE IN PERMATApintar™

                It all started out when I was 13. Things went so fast I couldn’t catch up with the fiction that I was going through. I got my UPSR results the year before that. I went to a normal secondary school where my mom teaches only to know almost a month after that my primary school teacher didn’t send my boarding school proposal form to the Education Department. My mom had to send it in herself. I got in the best boarding school in my district right after my form was sent, surprisingly making a lot of friends right away.

                It was there I learnt about PERMATApintar™, asked to take an online exam which I thought was stupidly long only to realize that I have to take it again because I passed. So I did, as a favour to my mom. I totally forgot about it until one day my name was announced at school to go to the counselors’ room. The only thing I can think about at that time was ‘did I do anything wrong the past weeks’. I went to the counselor feeling insecure. All the bad things I done as a hostel kid rushed into my head. Cutting prep classes, being horribly noisy at the dorm, bringing cellphones, bullying – everything. Then she congratulated me for passing the test and was accepted to go to a special camp. I was surprised, but I still kept my charm. Hey, I have a reputation to keep. Keep the pride.

                Held in a university, the PERMATApintar™ camp was awesome. If I could think of any other way to explain it, it would be ‘awesomely awesome’. The best camp I’ve ever been to. I got the course MP which regarded language. For my class, MP4, we were the only class to learn about English. The other MP’s learnt Malay. Literally the best camp, ever. I was looking forward to the next. Even my friends at school can see how much I loved it. The next year, I passed the test again. Yes, that means I can meet my friends at the camp again! I was so psyched to go. I got the course of Cryptology which means I had to learn math, the subject I hate most. To make it worse, it wasn’t just math, it was add math.

                I also learnt that that was not the only thing I would hate about the camp that year. My old friends changed. We were not how we used to be. But to look at the bright side, I made new friends.  We laughed together, cried together. The bond we had was unbreakable. I went through that year’s camp with them happily. The year after that, I got accepted. Yes, again. This time, I got the course of Fast-paced Biology. Just like the name, us young kids have to learn Biology in a fast pace. It was amazing. Splendid, I might add. My course was divided into two classes but we were so close that it felt like there was only one class. We were a big family, and we still are. We even have a family tree!

                In the fourth year, I was already too old to be joining the camp. That was the limit. But it turned out that I was accepted into the Program Pendidikan PERMATApintar™ or as we love to call it, Quad P. It is almost like a high school, but we don’t call it that way. We are living in a university now! As you might expect, I am not a very good student. I made cases once in a while. Sometimes just for fun. I learn a lot of things though. Here I’ve been through a lot of mental breakdowns. And I also got through almost all of them.

                If you were to ask me what the most important lesson I got was, it would be that experience is the best teacher.

xoxo,

Al ♥

MY EXPERIENCE DURING THE LAST SCHOOL HOLIDAYS

                Last school holiday was one of the holidays I was looking forward to.  I really wanted to go home. But when the time comes, I didn’t.  Instead, I went to my grandparents’.  My parents were so busy that they didn’t have the time to come pick me up.  Even if I took the initiative to go back by myself, they would still have to pick me up at the train station, and I really didn’t want to be a burden. So I decided not to go home, but my Aunt Ira called and told me that she would pick me up to stay with her at my grandparents’ house. You see, she lives back with them since she got divorced years ago.

                So after asking my mom’s permission - and getting to know that she is the one who told my aunt to pick me up because she could not just leave her precious little daughter at the college alone – I decided to go.  It started out boring, as I expected. Homework, eat, sleep and more homework. But then, my aunt took me to my other aunt’s place.  My other aunt, whom I call Mommy, wasn’t home at that time. She and her husband, as usual, were busy. So my aunts let me stay at Mommy’s place with my cousins, Anis and Adibah. Oh, and not forgetting their 8 year-old brother, Ammar.

                Having the house to ourselves, we cooked every simple dish that we could, chopped all of the fruits that they had in the house, made some juice, and picked a whole bunch of movies; and had a movie marathon with almost of the stories. Girls Day is always a blast. Well, almost all-girls. We wouldn’t want to leave out Ammar, wouldn’t we?

                After filling our tummy with all the scrumptiously not-so-healthy combination of food, we went out jogging around the housing area. Now this was where I laughed a lot more than when I was watching the movies. We split up while jogging; Adibah and I while Anis went with Ammar. When we came into a road, Adibah got chased by two big black dogs! They were just following her but she got freaked out that she ran as fast as she could. They almost bit her on her buttocks when a nice looking granny shooed them away.

We chatted with her for quite a while before the same scenario happened to Anis. She was on her way to us when it happened. Just like Adibah, she screamed like it was the end of her world. I couldn’t help myself but laugh my heart out. I apologized to them afterwards for laughing. But hey, that granny laughed too! Honestly, I’m glad I knew that it is not very wise to run in front of dogs. They, on the other hand, didn’t know that. Anis told us that she sent Ammar home before coming to us. Well, at least that was one wise thing she did. I don’t know what would happen to him if he followed Anis at that time.

Having the opportunity to hang out with them is a memory I’ll treasure as we are all living in boarding schools and it’s really hard to see each other that often. I didn’t regret going with my Aunt though I really wanted to go home. Now I realize that their homes too are one of the places I can call home.

xoxo,

Al ♥

My English Assignment

Hi bitches.

Yep, it's me.

I'm back.

Happy?

hahahahahahaha k.

It's been more than three months since i last posted.

I see my pageviews for yesterday is surprisingly increasing.

Sooo here's something.

My English teacher,

Mr. H

told us to do a summary on 

MY EXPERIENCE DURING THE LAST SCHOOL HOLIDAYS

and

MY EXPERIENCE IN PERMATApintar™

PPERMATApintar™ is where I'm studying at FYI

Sooooooooo

imma post my not-so-summed-up summaries in here.

Seriously,

they're so long you couldn't possibly call them summaries.

I really tried to shorten 'em up a little

but i kninda like 'em long

So imma post 'em

FOR YOU BITCHES

(be grateful)

Right after I post this shit.

Wait for it.

xoxo,

Al ♥

Rumah Nur Hikmah, Kajang.

Hiiiiii~! :D

Had an awesome day at an orphanage :)

Well see

our class planned a charity event at this one orphanage

where we should be teaching them Mathematics.

Supposedly,

my job was to simply handle the Ice-Breaking Sessions

and make sandwiches with the single mothers in the orphanage

while the others are teaching the kids.

But it turns out

that I was teaching them too! :D

Cool aite?

I don't dream to be a teacher

but it's fun once in a while :)

How did I end up teaching them?

Ehm how do I explain this in simple language...

Those kind of 'different' kids.

The kind who are rebellious and hard to understand.

Well, I might be one of them,

that's why I understand them.

Ysee,

Those kids don't wanna learn in a big group.

I understand.

Of course, me too.

In fact,

I might actually hate it.

Well them,

during the Ice-breaking Sessions,

they had a couple of fights between them.

And I was the one settling it.

It wasn't that hard actually.

Sooo,

maybe they felt a little bit more comfortable with me

compared to the others.

So when I saw them looking sooooo bored during the 'classes',

I asked them if they wanna study privately

with me.

Like a flash they were ready.

And teaching them was actually better than the others.

Like someone once said,

The hardest lion to be tamed is worth more the loyalty.

 They understood easily.

And their attitude,

suddenly,

so neat.

Nice.

But they were only like that with me.

With the others,

they were still harsh.

Don't know why the opened up to me so easily.

Even when they went to take a break,

and they had a fight with someone,

they came to me.

Without saying a word,

just there,

crying.

I really miss my brothers and sister looking at them.

Yknow,

hard to others,

easy on us.

Yeah that kind.

Oh

Forgot.

They are only between 10 to 15.

Yknow,

the ones whom I was handling.

But even between that range of age,

they already went through a lot.

A lot like

A LOT.

With living without their parents

and stuff.

I don't know why I feel so much for them.

I mean

maybe being the older one is hard

but at least I still have my parents and my older brother to depend on.

Them?

They have each other.

In that orphanage.

They should be a really strong family.

I think

I know they'll realize that someday.

:)

Hmm.

Comparing the results of the Pre-Test and Post-Test we did,

I can proudly say that what we did was a success.

Especially with the cooperation that the

'different'

group gave me.

Oh!

And they actually really liked me! (?)

Mueheheheh.

During the closing ceremony,

I heard them talking about me.

They said that I'm so nice and stuff like that,

comparing the others with me.

OMG

how was that?

I was surprised

and excited

and even confused at the same time.

But at that moment

I didn't show any sign of eavesdropping.

Just went on 

like I didn't hear a thang.

Oh3

and right before we went home.

A big whole bunch of them came up to me and

asked for my number

and Facebook

and twitter

and shits.

 *touched*

Muahaha

Okay

What

the

heck

is

wrong

with

me

?

._.

Okayy that's all for today

...maybe.

Ehhh wait,

need to tell you something.

Last night,

hang out with Hathim.

I suddenly went crazy.

Bhahahaha.

And Rach was there,

and Kemud,

and Abi,

and Pksha,

and maybe Jessy,

okay maybe Inderjit too,

and a little bit of Achmad,

and a little bit more of Rizq (how do I even spell your name dude?)

Okay that's all.

Just wanna say

It's awesome.

Thanks guys,

for making my day night.

Kbye :D

xoxo, Al ♥

What Are We Now?

Like seriously,

I don't understand you.

I don't even understand myself.

So for sure I wont be understanding us.

We haven't been contacting,

and it hurts me seeing you and your beloved ex.

Your tweets on twitter,

Your likes on Facebook,

It all hurts.

Yeah I posted about you much.

But it's because I cant actually talk about you

or to you.

People say that
"You'd never 'loved' someone. It's either you still do or you never did."
So which one is your feelings towards me?
Are you tryinna kill me or something?

Okay I can understand me hurting when you kinda ignore me,
of course, I miss you like so damn fucking much.
But what I don't understand is that
Don't you miss me at all?

Was I just a thing you used to forget you ex at the moment?
Or did everything actually means something to you?

Another thing.
You remember when I asked you
What are we now?
I mean are we still on or are we off?
Something like that.

And you said like
What d'you mean?
 And I said
I don't even understand myself
And you said
Then?
And I said
...just ignore it.
And you said

K

Not even with a dot.

Just that.

Just a friggin' K

You do know how much I hate that, right?

I like freakin' hate it.

And I was like

Don't you fucking K me,you son of a bitch.

But I didn't type that of course.

I thought I should just let it go.

But then when I read it again,

my fingers just move.

K? Kill yourself.

Sorrayyy.

I really didn't mean it that way.

But really,

What you sent me could be considered rude.

So I just gave you the same shit

...amplified.

Yeah it may actually sound stupid,

and like why did I text you to ask about that important question and stuff.

I tried to call but you were hanging out with your friends and your battery went out.

And I wanted to call another time but I was afraid that I wouldn't make it.

Well I still AM.

All the panic attacks I'm afraid I'll get when I listen to your voice after all this time.

I still have goosebumps when I talk to you okayy.

Can I ask another thing?

Are you into her again?

I mean your lovely ex,

Farahin Natasha Shehimi.

Her.

I'm jealous.
A lot.
Like 'totally major massive jealousy attacking my not-so-peaceful town of heart' a lot.
Help.

Btw sorry I put her picture in,
couldn't help it.

xoxo, Al ♥

Just a little piece of advice...

Let's see.

 I wanna say something it.

I'm sorry.

It's just in my mind.

I think I should let it out but it just won't be nice if I say it to other people.

There are some friends of mine.

A class of them.

No, not my class.

Ysee,
in our program,
(What you might call school)
we have like this weekly aerobic holding on.
It's not even weekly actually.
More like, twice to thrice a week.
Every time by a diff class.
And then repeat the cycle again and again
throughout the year.

Well,

THEY,
the whole class,
had to handle the aerobic that time.
They were like,
super excited,
and as from our (other classes) perspectives,
VERY PREPARED.

But...
Yea there's a but here.
On that day,
I went to the hall earlier than the others to watch them practice
and to join the rehearsal of course.

I have to admit,
their routines were like ohsemm.
Super cute.
Super duper.
Really.

But suddenly
while they were practising,
a fight came out.
More like an argument actually.
Between the girl from a group who hadn't prepare a routine for their slot
and the guy who had edited the songs and piled it all together.
I shouldn't say anything about their fight for their sake okay.
But lets say one thing.

Whilst they were shouting at each other.
Oh no, I shouldn't use the word shouting.
No, they weren't.
But the way they talk was a bit harsh.
Not the words, just the tone.
I'll say it's harsh 'cause both the boy and the girl 
were so soft-spoken before.
Whilst they were like that,
I was thinking.

The thing is..
What I'm tryinna say here is that,
it's okay to have fights between the class,
I mean sometimes family fights right?
But, just a little piece of advice from me to you guys out there,
I think you should control it when you're in front of the other classes.
You don't reveal you family's scars to others right?

It's okay, really.
It's okay for me when
you guys acted that way in front of me.
I don't really mind.
But there were others.
Some even came to me after the aerobic sessions and asked,

"They had a fight, didn't they?

What was I supposed to say?
I don't wanna badmouth your class.
Or anybody's class.

So again,
yeah.
You do get my point here right?

xoxo, Al ♥