Saturday, January 28, 2006
-8:06 PM
Santa Clara Vanguard. Gong xi facai? maybe not for some of the chinese friends.haha.tons of homeworks and i dont tink theyre able to complete them.Fowler is back.kinda shock at first.i thought he wudnt be able to do those magics anymore.but mayb he wud.so i jsut have to wait for the fratton parks.
The beginning of the day started just right,just as u and i wanted.coz its the CNY celebration.at least im able to fulfill my wish.my wish to say a word or two on the stage for miss ong and the class at.altho i nows its kinda making a fool of my self.but i don giv much damn about it.coz i tink i realli need to do tat.theres always a need to thank some body for their supoort,encouragement.altho they do it for free.oh,maybe not coz theyre getting paid as ur teachers.but the point here is,those people spent the time,spent the effort,spent the salivas,and even spent her money for us.they talk to u,help u,buy for u things..to make u happy at the end of it,and i know shes always try hard to be just as good as mr chanthira.and some people even thought that i went up stage to made a fame of myself,or in short attention-seeking.but nah,tats not wat i seek in life.my parent dont teach me to thank people to attract attention.but sincerity.i wanted to try something special out there.so i decided to thank her in that way.coz sometimes its just so awkward for u to go towards someone and tell them that face to face.but i realli missed out someting during the 'thank you'.coz i tink i realli need to tank specificalli alot to sarah,felicia,aishah and dayana.im nt saying this coz i like them or coz theyre girls and i need to 'jaga' their heart.but its true.u must admit they did the most work.though,the others did much work,but i tink we have to admit.they did someting extra ofpure good will.we are just helpers,but i tink those people realli need dozens of round of applause.
we didnt win,but the true effort can realli be seen through the reddiousof 4/9 walls.honestli i realli tink we put up the greatest effort.not becuz its my class.but tats wat i tink.as to 4/1..of coz they are great winners.Salutations to them.but to me it is of coz due to creativity.i hafta admit,that dragon on their clas is superiorly nice and extraordinary.haha!but still if only theres such thing as 'greatest effort' award..its gotta be our class.
Ahh enuff of tat.haha so,had atch last night.it was a wonderful match of course,or maybe it is for me.haha coz i did my first ever bicycle kick since the day i was born.and it was furreal.if its not for afiq of coz,haha thanks to him im able to test the power of my bicycle kick and make him feel how was it.lol.relax man!i guess i shud thank afiq for alot of things..for the bicycle kick,for blogging this today..but not becuz of liverpools lost to man u.i told u we'll never walk alone!ur gonna see it at the end of season.
and so yah i was the keeper for second half..dammit.it sux to be one.no sensation,no beauty.Nutting.i tink tis a long post enuff ah..so tirra!
Friday, January 06, 2006
-6:26 PM
Band 5? everything seemms so mundane lateli.give me a reason not to blog doesnt it.hah
im in band 5 for english.its so wtf.blame me for getting out of point in composition.yeah and i knew i got out of point rite after the exams.upset yes i am.but hey tats the past.i shudnt even tok about it rite now.and damn it.im looking at thong again.
i just cant believe a good friend jsut sent me a two pages long confession message.i tot i suffered from schizophrenia but hell no.its furreal.and shakir u know it.i wasnt pretty sure either.it can be the either way of wat im thinking rite now.but man watever it is..wtf? seriously eiter way isnt a good idea at all.in case ur wondering..its a guy alrite.but theres nothing gay about us.
i think ive been behaving like a mat lateli.a bad mat..and i shud strive not to behave like one animore.u know how mat behave.i mean the way i talk not how i wear.and i tink im behaving like a bad muslim either.again i shud be focus on wat i shud do and shudnt.inshaallah.amin.and my madrasah class is gonna be 3f.they realli jumbled up all of us..and all my friends isnt the same class animore.*^^@*@*#($($&^...not even khairul neither basyir.i just cursed.bad bad.
so many people wearing my bag..alemak.boring.michelles carrying the same bag.saw tis woodlands sec boy oso carrying the same bag.seeing two same bags in a week.im just waiting for the worst.
theres still many months till end of year.and im just glad i survived the first week.hoora!!
Monday, January 02, 2006
-1:06 PM
India,India Number One. I manage to go mustafa centre tat day.it was great totalli.and before i enter at least.there are indians.when im talking about indians,its not one,two three..but all of them are indians.And i was thinking for a while "Gosh im in mumbai?"..coz i took a van and all around me are drunken banglas and indians from their country.not singapore ok.from their country.and for once i realli felt like i was in my homeland.(well actualli its my grandpas).So yah,we continued our journey then finalli reach the one and onli mustafa.
So yeah reach mustafa and someting caught me and my bro laughing our asses.ok u see,there are two types of promegranates.one is the indian ones and the other is the spanish ones.to the indian side..they have the shiniest,juciest, most appetizing look.while the spanish ones,are the most dirtiest,unappetizing,black promegranates ive ever seen.so absoluteli they were trying to say,"Buy indian products..is the best..satisfaction guaranteed".and then someting evil struck to my head..hehe.i manage to put some indian ones to the spanish ones and the spanish ones to the indian ones..so its like no difference.and so the indian and the spanish just look the same anyway.and so yah one more ting,i duno why tis make me laugh but its just seems familiar.i was walking past some electronics and it was dust machines at tat time or so how u call it.then theres one indian boy(from india) was playing with that machine.he was like pushin in and out and suddenli his father said "Arul,thats not a car! come!"..and i burst into laughter right infront of his face..coz it just sounds familiar..u know typical hindustani movie.."Hey sanjay,dont lay your hands on my woman..come!"