I hate it

So today, just got back from school and hang at Ali's house (bestfriend). *climax/flashbacks (In English Class). My teacher actually wanted to talk to me secretly. Then she called up my named and i was thinking it was going to be something good, but..... IT WASN'T. It was about my letter to my Mom & Dad (An English Homework which was due in before the half term break). Then she said, "Azaim i know what you mean by your words can't seem to make sense". To you, you might think she's stupid/delirious but to me i take that criticism and turn it into actions. *sigh. So anyways, right now i am actually making a song, i've just been writing or crafting some lyrics into papers. So far i got the title of the song which is "It's never too late". A song of between me and my bestfriend (Wan Zahira) :)

3:18 p.m, going to study