Dis is Mya's time to reveaL hers...

Aizamya, you were a Brooding Artist
Laughing in homeroom, crying in third period, brooding at lunchtime. It's nothing serious — just part of the act for a brooding artist like yourself. Whether it's acting, painting, writing, or interpretive dance, your channels of expression might have made you a little "different" in high school. But today it's these differences that separate your talent from all those wannabe "creatives" out there.
Lots of high schoolers felt sorry for the kid who sat alone in the corner — when they weren't picking on them, that is. Little did they know it was the best seat in the house for observing the absurdity of high school. The same insight that you had back then just might help make you famous some day (if it hasn't already). So revel in your high school roots and be careful when you're cleaning out the garage. With your talents, those old notebook doodles might end up being worth a fortune.

ps:dis one is really me...xnakal sangat xdela baik sgt cuma brainy hehehehe...
terpaksa jadi pandai becoz of who are my parent..yucksss...xsukela... mya ingat lagi,mya cuma ader 5 kawan je time tue..spice girls kononnyer..actually,org xnak kawan kami sebab our parent some kind of the rich and famous...then,seronok sgt masuk matrik sebab dapat ramai kawan dan berpeluang jadi budak nakal sket,baik sket,pandai banyak...hahahaha....apapapalah...
hhehe..okayla...take care.....
muacksss....