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17 March, 2005
On Tha Road Again
Yo man. Been away for a while now. Yearh. It's been band, band and band. Yar. SO stress! And my h/w's been piling so high dat u'll thought dat it's tha Mt. Everest. Dunno how to do. Dun intend to do also. Hah! Ok, now I'm gonna tell u wad happened in my life for tha past 2 days. Aight.
[last tuesday]
Aight. Went for band. Yada-yada. Got to noe them percussionists. Yada-yada. Did some combine wit' Shuqun Sec and tha "McDonalds" skool. Yearh. Juz to find out dat RSS percussionists are more better than them. Hah! Woohoo, we rule. Then, break time. Got away wit' 2 packets of rice. Hehe. I'm slick. Yeah, I noe. Man, their toilets are awesome. Like an old-skool barrack! Nice. Did some combine again. Yada-yada. Then, me and Elmo came across dis so-called "haunted" staircase. Didn't realise it. Stoopid, huh?
[last wednesday]
Came for band AGAIN. Part two. Yearh. Been extra-crazy in tha bus. Sang stoopid songs. Gwan tana melah! Haha! Got Vinodh annoyed. Oh yearh, he's pissed alrite. Reached Shuqun. Yada-yada. Did some combine. Then when for sectionals. Guess where? At tha "haunted" staircase. Yearh! Then we told ghost stores and stuff. Hah. Spooky eh? Yar. Then I did tha silly thing. Got dis broom to stand beside me. Then I made it move till it drop. Ooh hell yearh, scared tha living hell off Arifah! Haha. No lar. scared tha living hell of EVERYONE. Hehe. I'm juz a devil. Didn't noe? Oh well, sue me! Ok. Now it is time for tha story of tha month. Ok? *drum roll* Arhh!! Hehe. Now here's wad happened. Me and tha percussion crue went for sectionals at dat fweaking place. Rite, no surprise. Then, while we were doing our strokes, there's dis freaky sound of a machine being used in on of tha Dn'T room. We didn't suspect anything lar. After dat, dis Hisyam kid from Shuqun Percussions Inc came to join us. We chatted and chatted and chatted. Then I asked tha question of tha lifetime. "Who's in there?" Hehe. Guess wad? He told us no-one's been in there ever since tha school holidaes... I got freak'd out and kept quiet tha whole period. Hehe. Wad a scaredy wickedy cheshire cat I am. Shitz. Everything went normal after dat... Wad a day! Shitz again. Missed tha grand show of my life. Disney-on-ice = history. Man, there's even Snow White and Cinderella and I totally missed them!!!! God-dammit! How did I ever end up to dis?! Went to Wak Nong's house at Pasir Ris instead. Thank god there's Reefa to cheer me up. Reefa? U noe, my baby cuzzie? Haiz. Fell asleep early.
[yesterdae]
Shitz. Woke up early. Basyir hollered. Asked me whether I wanna do tha fweakin' projects. Damn. No choice. Must do. Double shitz. Ibu, Aidah and Zul wanna go to tha Expo. Food exhibition. Darn!!! Couldn't follow AGAIN! Gonna miss all tha fun...AGAIN! So I went home at 1pm. Reached home by 2pm. Then got out again to meet up wit' Basyir to go to Afiq's housie. Luckily, Afiq's house is like a fweakin' 5-star hotel. Did our shitz. Cracked stoopid jokes. Listened to music. Watched Afiq play wrestling on PS2. Fun, man!! Like watching a movie like dat! Went home at 6. Slept like a baby.
[today]
Finally, last day of band exchange. As usual, did our sectionals at "dat" place. Told ghost stories again. dis time for real. Nuthing happened lar. Haha. Hui Fen could really act! She made me and Naqib fweak'd out cuz we thought dat she'd been possesed by some kind of...u dun wanna noe! Yada-yada. Had fun. Really. Then, tha big event came. We performed for them. Noe wad? Dat Silver is ours!!! Hell yearh! We played like a Silver band. I was impressed. Good job guys. Keep it pumping up till SYF yar?! Hehe. I believe. We so-called "celebrated" at our skool's music room. Yar. Hmm. But, we must work extra hard and not be satisfied of wad we've done. OK? Hehe.
[my last words of tha day]
I'm still on search of wad my life really means. Hehe. It can be so funnie, yet so depressing. Haiz. Maybe, dat's juz wad life is all about. Sometimes, I juz can't seem to find tha right feeling to show. U noe? Laugh during tha bad times. Down during tha good times. Dis feelings are juz to much. Everything changes so damn fast. One thing: Will my heart change towards her? Dat I'll leave it to God. Aightz? *smile* Peace out. *i'm ready....promotion....i'm ready....depression*
reminisced;
- 9:07 PM
