or you might just put 'blah i dont care'-face on?

it's not my heart or my liver

it's not my girl

it's not my boy (bcs i dont have one)

it's just not it.

yeah

it's my fckin Blackberry!

it carried away by pak amir, my math teacher, this afternoon. back then, there was a sudden-raid for featured camera phone. well, when i gave him my phone (bcs resignedly, my mom was also going to grab my phone away for upcoming tests) he wasn't that vicious. he 'kindly' took my phone and told me to get it back at the end of the term with my parents. blah. i couldn't believe i'm still going to write this... 'maybe i will thank him at my report card disposal.'