yesterday my samba performance. man was like so tired when i reached home. i mdae mistakes yes but it was so much fun. then walk sexy legs and pretty to the bus stop. sexy took her bus home. me and pretty talked while looking at a cat there. we talked a very long talk. the longest talk i ever had with her ever. there was one cat at first. very fat one. then another cat appeared and they like stared at each other for a few moments then went back doing their own business. little funny when we looked at their reactions. then chicken came with my bro and wenda. we walked to school. they head for itas but i had to go back to the samba booth to ask for permission to go off first and to take my bag. shahira kept saying i cabu ti cabut. hahah. she was like feeling its so unfair i can go off whenever i like but yeah shes a nice girl. at least now she talks to me more than in the past. so i feel more into samba than last semes. then we walked to the same bus stop and took bus 15 with chicken and pretty only as the bus was too packed to fill the other two in. they took the next 15 that came. however, ahah! this was the incident i have been dying to tell all of you since yesterday night when i came home. but i was like too tired so i didnt blog. we were like talking in the bus when we finally got our seats. then i noticed the bus was like directly in front of the interchange but like it was in the middle lane. not on the lane where vehicles go on to turn left. and that lane was like so empty. so i was like wondering why the bus aint turning. coz you know sometimes both the left and the middle lane have arrows that allows you to turn left. then lights turned grenn and the bus went STRAIGHT. i was like shocked and a little taken aback. some sort like that. i was like speechless and a little confused too. then chicken asked me coz she laso knew that the bus was suppose tp turn left. the interchange was like just there but like the next bus stop was like way in pasir ris passing the expressway. we were like panicking and i think some people were like looking at us and were like shaking their heads thinking if we dont know where to stop why take this bus in the first place. then we like went up to pretty and she was like shocked to see us. she thought we like alighted the bus long ago already. oh boy. we panicked but i tried ya i TRIED to cool down to chill but i still. ah oh my god. like i told them that wasnt the first time it happened to me. same thing happened to me when i was at amk. but that was quite long time ago so i cant really remember what truly happened. im really a bleer like sotong worst at directions girl. hey new nick name for me! but kind of lonf so you can forget it. so we alighted at the next stop. walked a little crossed the road took bus 15 once again and droped near the library. walked some distance and visited the ladies before proceeding up to take neoprint with the boys. my bro hasnt sent me email on the neoprints so i cant really show you the pictures now. next time dudes and dudettes. this morning woke up around nine thirty, got ready. felt like putting make up so put powder and blusher. i wore make up yeterday too but today was a little more thicker and nicer. heheh. ate koko crunch and coco pops with milk for breakfast. went to school met sexy at the bridge and went for socio tut. OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS!

yesterday came home around ten. quickly ate dinner, packed bag for today then bathe. then like stretched my body here and there then sleep. however, i couldnt sleep too well. maybe thats why i woke late today. no no. thats coz my mobile phone batt was too low the clock attatched to it was too slow. having apel3 now. last apel for the whole of my three years now. yahoo! anyhow, yesterday had the last lab session with this awful talk big barbaric idiotic baka teacher. hates his voice hates his looks hate everything about him. hate him hate him. at first i saw him i thought he would be an okay teacher as me and my friends like seen him a few times last semester. but boy was i wrong! hes baka and baka and baka. nyiaroh. dont know how bad i have o describe him to make myself feel better. hes really urgh. its frustrating enough to think about him. also my friends yesterday like a bit hahah. dont know how to describe them. they kept laughing at jokes involving the overgrown indian population in our course. our class has like two guys and an indian girl. during lecture they kept giggling and telling each other jokes about them. at first i found them to be a little too racist but then hey they are just them. no one is perfect. feels like i talked bout that topic before. oh yes i have. i remember. sexy beside me chatting online with pretty. pepper, penguin and lioness the other side dont know what they are doing. logging into tp account or researching on something. im sad. the entire class like only talk to maybe lioness, pepper, pretty, penguin (maybe) but not me nor sexy. so sad. so so so so so so so very saddening. oh yes. yesterday had samba rehersal. went to ate ice cream too. im getting really fond of ice cream. especially the one in the machine in school or the one outside art space. i find myself more open to them now. i no longer keep to myself, sit one corner or one side and just hear their jokes and laugh when they laugh or when i think its funny. i now want to be part of it. i feel good! i knew that i would! i feel good! i knew that i would! so good! so good! i knew that i would! yesterday also i talked quite a lot with shawn. not my junior shawn from cbss. that shawn like to punch my arm. hurts but i still let him do it. coz i know it will be like a, how to say it, memory? anyhow, this shawn is also from cbss but used to be chicken's senior. he was from npcc too. he recognised me but i didnt even know he existed. how sad. just like that guy now what was his name? keith. yes keith the one i worked with in venture era. in short ve. he was from cbss too but no real connecton with me. anyhow he told me he liked this girl im not so sure who but its a friend of jaclyn. think that her name. shes also a friend of that girl i met at this fashion some time ago. quite some time ago. anyway, back to samba. shawn then chat a lot with shahirah an aziemah and then andika and fadhilah. andika was the one i had a crush on remember? oh nevermind. but the feeling is gone so no more worries. yeah! i peeked into his timetable he and fadhilah were talking about and looking at. i saw that hes only taking apel2 instead of 3 which i am taking. maybe he retaking some subjects? no idea. never asked him. wanted to bu had no guts. nomatter. when i peeked somemore i noticed that hes taking psychology this semester. so i told him, so called advise him that its a tough cds to be taking. CHIN CHOW AKA SHIGINA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! while blogging my friends very the kepo kepo want to type in rubbish in this post. thats whyhad to publish it first then editing it now. was saying bout andika wanting psycho book from me. told mak at home she told me to charge him half the price i paid for it. so i was thinking maybe 25 bucks. if he like wants to bargain then 20 bucks the lowest i will take in. hahah. if he doesnt want then too bad he has to buy from other people. no larr. im not that evil nor am i bad. will charge him lets see 15 bucks. that should be enough. i bought it at 30 or 40 bucks or maybe even more. yes textbooks in tp are damn expensive and so unaffordable. how to survive? nowander a lot of kids here take part time jobs. and the baka teacher saying that job is no excuse for not attending make up classes as he and only he assumes its a full time course and we are like as rich as his fucking self. ops. anyhow was also stating that im more open to the samba members. yes i am and it feels good. okay i already sang that song i guess it should be enough. i heard the unwell by matchbox 20 song now hearing the wordplay by jason mraz song from this laptop this boy has. in the comp lab you see. two hours of free period. anyhow, i think okay i know i like so overreacted after my last performance for the orientation for the freshies. aziemah was like talking so loudly bout how she felt she had done and like i was also trying to let out my feelings and like almost heard myself screaming at the top of my lungs trying to get some attention. when i thought bout what i was trying to do, i mean really think bout it quietly i thought wow, what a shame. the reason why im so quiet you all know i dont like people who over reacts all the time and i dont want to over react myself but that day it just, i just blew it. now trying to control. at least have some control like still talk more and more bout things that make sense but then must like have some control like when someone say something then my reaction to it was a shou tor something. cannot have that. not trying to be perfect but i hate it. i feel really embarrased when that happens. oh yeah at night right i couldnt sleep at all. i was like imagining my last samba performance. then imagining my last band performance. have i told you that. no idea. so i will tell you now. my last band performance was that one concert right after getting gold in syf. i was playing mallets all the way as usual. i specialised in it. pity myself neh. since the very begining in sec 2 when i joined the band they straightaway placed me in mallets. the rest suck at it i was the only one who could master it so like for my three years in cbss band i played mallets and nothing else. shawn, my junior knew that and also knew that i was dying to try something new. think thats when he got the idea of switching places with me for the last song. i was to play the drumset and him the glockenspiel. think thats how you spell it. anyhow he gave me that one and only chance i had before graduating but i blew it. the snaire drum didnt have the snaire on and the high hat wasnt tightened. when i started playing it i was like omg omg omg baka baka baka why didnt i check it before playing. any player would have checked whether their instruments was in good condition to play before they give the conductor an okay sign. baka baka. so i like panicked. halfway i like sone of the bars i completely stop playing to adjust my drumset but like omg i didnt have enough strength. along the way shawn came to the rescue. he like tightened the high hat for me and on the snaire. i lik looked at mr lengs face he looked like nothing happened and was like smiling all the way. think inside hes thinking baka sheila why didnt you check that before hand baka sheila. it was so obvious i screwed up. anyhow at least the ending was great. but still regret some of it.

in class. first lesson in the first day in the first week of the first month in the new semester. sssd sucks already. something to do with java and c++ but its actually c#. no idea what the # mean but it sure sucks i can tell you that. my inside singlet ou tof proportion. did i spell that correctly? no idea. dont know dont care. sitting in index arrangement. sitting beside mango with kumar behind her, joshua and another guy in front of us. pepper, sexy legs, penguin all the first and second row. pretty beside mango and banana beside pretty. later plan to just sit and chew my papaya while watching the rest eat. then want to go comp lab to print cmsk4 notes. maybe can also print the set of notes that has a total of 200+ pages inside. stinks. just now walked to school. reached the bus stop saw lioness and sexy chatting. i was completely dreached in my own stinky sweat. good thing it labs are cold and the air conditioners are always switched on quite strong so im being cooled down pretty fast. im cool now. if i stay here any longer, which i must as the lesson hasnt ended yet, i will be frezing soon enough. two hours of lab on an early monday. adds on to my monday blues. i have decided and plan to exercise later after school that is. when i reach home will bathe take my own sweet time. then exercise if not too tired or too hungry. exercise meaning do some push ups sit ups no pull ups as i dont have the proper bar at home for that. can use the one attatched to the double decker bed but the whole thing will like shake and that scares me. when it shakes i will always fear that it will collapse on top of my tiny winnie skinny body anytime. think im exagerating too much. anyhow class over im going off bubye.