Assalamualaikum,peeps. How's your day? Me? Hmm,I'm not well. 

Yesterday 19.12.2012 is the day where all of PMR candidates waiting for. Pmr Results revealed. I woke up in the morning,iron my 'baju kurung' and have a shower. With a big hope in my face,I wear my tudung while praying to Allah so that I get a best result for me. My dad waited for me in the car. He accompanied me yesterday since my mum can't follow me. She's a busy woman. :) Along the way,I keep silence and still praying in my heart. My dad stopped me in front of the school gate. I don't want him to follow me. I closed my eyes,take a deep breath and step out of the car. First person I saw is Cik Yam,my school's aunty guard. She started to give a strength to step inside. At Dataran,I saw Sarah and Xoey are waiting for me. I went straight to Pn.Nadiah and she teased me at first. She said I look thin la,ayu la and what-so-ever. I was just grinning and still can't wait for the results. She search my name and she said, "Ya Allah,Syazreennnn,banyaknya B". I tought she said 'banyaknya D' and I really tought that she was just joking. And,then,I took the slip and my first tears was falling down from my eyes. I was upset. It is true. I got  3A and 5B. I don't know what to say,at first. Sarah hugged me and I keep crying. I look back at the slip and  it was really mine. At that time,I feel so down. My heart crushed. I don't know what to say. My first imagination is my mum's upset face when she saw my results. I keep calm and I quickly tick my Form 4's class. I hugged Sarah again and just went out from school. I speechless and mood out. Sempat jugak salam Fiqah at that time. 

Home I went straight into my bedroom,calm myself although I can't. I lay down on my bed and started to cry. My dad asked me for lunch,I said "No!" I had no appetite yesterday. I keep crying and crying. Nak tweet pon not in the mood. I just keep scrolling the Timeline. And,everytime I saw my friends tweet about their colourful results,I started to cry again. I don't know what to say. Seriously,I didn't expect my result will be this worst. I told my mum about my results and she said, "Tu je boleh dapat? Asyik band je,memangla." I cried again. I cried until I fall asleep. Around 3 or 4 something,I woke up and went to guest room. I sat and turn on tv to the channel 132. I calm myself and talk to my dad as usual. At that time,my dad preparing himself to go for work. After he went,I sit alone in the house while my tears started to keep falling down like a waterfall. At 6 p.m. my mum balik and I'm scared to look at her face. I tought she gonna scold me like hell but unexpected impression from me. She just mumbled like an hour then ok dah. Macam biasa je. Of course,sometimes she will mumble again. 

Night Masa maghrib,Umi called me. She asked me for my results and she was damn shocked. She motivated me. She keep me calm and I feel warm at that time. She's nice. Then,I start my fun activity just to cheer me up by Watssap-ing. Since my phone dah okayyy,so,I watssap with Ainil,Syakira,Sarah and this crazy boy Syakir. :D They really made my day. I feel more calm. And,malam-malam buta,Syakir nak skype. I dah nak tidur he said,"Jom skype!" I was like malas gilaaaa. He asked me to pluck my guitar and sing for him Little Things. Wertt?! I was like, No no no! Bising nanti. He's okayy. Keep calling me Datin Datin. :D And,I feel much much more better. Before I sleep and have my dream,I gossip-ing with Shahera Sam,my old friend. We talked about this and that. Then,I slept. 

That's how it goes yesterday. It was my horrible day. And,yeah,I keep crying and thinking. But,I will do my best for SPM. :D Chaiyokk! That's all for now. Bye. :)