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02 September, 2005

Warmnest Of Tha Soul

Yo man. Great day. Really. It was raining like cats and doggs all day. Yearh. Tha best part was during tha healthy lifestyle shit. Man, it was supposed to be healthy..but we all treated it like sum good ole celebration to walk our asses around like its our own street. Hah. Like dude, we jumped around, doing 360's, splat-walking, and yearh, dun forget tha burp kings. SOOWWEET! Me and Syamil did a wee battle out there. Heh. And guess wad, I accidentally burped behind dat Chinese teacher. She was like turned around to face me and I could see dat [phuck'd up] look on her face, as if she's about to eat me up like some tigress..but to my surprise, she juz ignored me. Hah. Dude!! Was I dat rude?! Shitz. I wanna apologise but she walked to fast. Whut-ta-hell. Then it began to drizzle. I thought a few drops of rain won't kill me. It was as if God could hear me. Then it started to rain heavily. Thank God I was a little bit fast. Reached in skool on time.


Aight. Let's git downie to some real biznies. Yesterdae was a holidae. Teachers' Day. Dat means dat we celebrated dat occasion on tha day before yesterdae, which was tha day after Tuesdae, and dat day was actually a Wednesdae. Man, I wonder why I was beating about tha bush..? Anywaes, here is wad had happened on dat very day.
Wednesday, 31 Aug 2005
Ok people. Todae's tha day!! Yearh. It's 31 August. I've been waiting so long fer dis day to come. Yearh, u noe wad's tha occasion.. But must I tell u? Ouh well, let's say it together: Merdeka!! Merdeka!! Hell yearh!! It's Malaysia's national day!!!


[dude, cut tha music]


Whoa whoa whoa. Hold on a sec. It's freaking Teachers' Dae!! Haha! And we did our thing up to a different level juz now. A percussion ensemble plus Can't Take My Eyes Off You. Man, it was a Wham! performance..! Aight, so they seemed impressed. [They = Jesper] Well done guys..! Tha whole band did awesome. Except dat..I think I whacked tha drums too hard. Hehe. I gave them Smell's Like Teen Spirit's rhythm. Cool shit. Sounds like Faint. Only simpler. Haha. Yohax, did I woke u up? So far, tha whole concert was rad. I liked Arshad's band. Three-piece. Killer guitar solo, but shit, it can't be heard from down there. Dude, he used some tapping techniques on dat god-damn guitar! Coolio. Then, after all dat, had to do drum rolls for tha teachers' awards. Teachers who won, congrates, aight? Y'all deserved it.


So after everything was over, I changed into skool U. Hanged around at canteen fer a few minutes. Then, me, Shima and Vick headed to Admiralty Primary. New skool sia. But some things juz dun change. Toilets anyone? So we reached ther and saw dis two siamangs. Brought tha roof down. Assholes. They think they own dat place. Man, u can eat my shoes. *^&^%#$%# Where were we? Ouh rite. Met old fwenz there. And yearh, Neb, my old bruder of demolition. He's not change. Same old bootie. Hehe. Only he looked more like Taufik Batisah. Seriously. Gurls were like going wooo! at tha sight of him. Hah. Kinda envy him, though. After meeting ex-teacher, Mrs Cheang, we all lepak at tha canteen. Got me another ice-kachang. Strawberry. Whoa. Met more old fwenz. Halif, Azhar, Nisa, Natasha, Kamarul, etc. Man, I missed them lots. Sakinah, Syazwani and some other more gurls were there too. All of us look so different. More matured, I guess. We chit-catted till we got kicked out of tha skool (not literally!). Went fer lunch together. Got a seat at KFC at 888 Plaza. We so-called pooled our money together and got ourselves our meals. Took a couple of pics fer our own. Went home at 4. Couldn't go jalan-jalan with them at CP. I've got my other responsibilities. So far, tha whole day was great. And I mean GREAT!! Haha.


Hah. Wad a day. Ouh well. I borrowed Tha Red Book from Ain t'dae. I planned to do a new song. Dejavu. Got tha idea of tha new riffs yesterdae nite in tha toilet.. Ouh well. Btw, my CT3 results are out. Gonna get grounded frm music. Less guitar, less activities, and band..? Dat's fer my mum to decide.. Haiz. Until next time. Peace.



reminisced;
- 6:39 PM

EL INTROVERTO

el introverto

Zakaria
Officially 18
Demure by nature
Straight, single and not-looking
Music & Audio Tech student at SP
Sinister Infants
Melodic punk rock
Jackass
Skate


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THE WISHLIST

Get above 3.0 for 2nd year's GPA
Get that scholarship
New spectacles
Record those 2 songs
That white electric guitar
New Zildjian drumsticks
Sinister Infants reunion
Perform on that homecoming event
Break this inner barrier
Tell her
Peace of mind
More time to recover again


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Lenus
Liyana
Lloyd
Nafeesa
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