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03 October, 2005
Have A Nice Day
Yo there. Shibbie news. Heh. Well, it's confirmed juz now. Tha band's new name will be The Unspoken Valentines. Ain and I discussed about it after skool todae, and she said dat tha name sounds cool, though I've told her dat if she doesn't like it, there are still many other alternatives. Yearh, finally, a stable name fer tha band. I hope there ain't gonna be another change of name, aightz..
Hair. Mine's black and I've got curls. Wad's urs? Hehe. So, there's dis shit going on about my hair. People like my cuzzins and fwenz were like going "dude, waddup wit' dat hairstyle?" and I was like "dude, wad hairstyle?" and they'll go, "heh. watever..nice perm though.." And I'll go.. "WHUT?!" Man, dis thing on my head is natural shit. And I hate combing it cuz I hate to comb. Well, if I do things against wad I want, I might as well call myself a hypocrite. Cuz dis is wad I am. Rite, so if y'all dun like to see it dat way, I'll try my best to keep it neat, aightz? Next, to cut or not to cut...?
Monday. Start of tha end year examination. It was tha English papers 1 and 2. Fer paper 1, there's formal letter to tha editor about tha five-day week plan and also another piece of essay. I chose question numbuh 3. It has got sumthing to do with doing sumthing against my will. First thing dat came to my mind: a robbery. So I wrote until dunno how many words till tha bells went off. Then, an hour break. Gave Iswan my special Roti Telur without no charge dis time. Nak puase kan..so kite sedekah lar sikit kat orang..hehe. Entah dapat pahala ke tak..but who cares?! Hah! Anywaes, I was kinda nervousio whacked about tha next paper. "It's gonna be compre god-dammit!" I thought to myself. And u noe dat my summary was alwaes a gamble. Sumtimes I score high high, higher tha KLCC. But also, sumtimes I score low low, even lower than tha hometown of Mr Satan! Then, tha time came. Tha paper was about some snowie shitz about Alaska. I calmed down, though sweat was pouring down my cheeks like rainfall. With a Bismillah I started tha paper. It went smooth, fortunately!
I was supposed to go home at 1220 nn todae, but I decided to hang around at skool with Basyir, Ain and tha others. Did my math shitz, both A and E. Then sum-one remembered tha Malay homework dat was suppossed to be handed in todae. And everyone there was like..."I didn't hear anything.. " Hehe. Then, Ain asked me about tha name thingy, and we've decided...hey, u noe tha story rite?
Stayed till until tha sec fours came out. Then a fwen of mine was in a bad mood. No names mentioned here. So I started tha conversation, asking him waddup.. He then told me about his Humans thingy. We talked fer a while about it. I won't write it down cuz it won't be a pleasant sight to read. Anywae, one thing fer sure, dude, I support u. Man, like go on and fight fer ur right. Chill man.
Left tha skool and went to CP with tha others afterwards. Jalan-jalan, cari pasal. Hehe. Got a bite on McChicken and tha curry sauce at Mak Tenah's. While tha others ate a meal. I'm like short of cash. Anywaes, it has been quite long since I had McChicken. Then we went home. Aziz had to go to Checkpoint then. He gotta buy sumthing. So I took tha bus with Shima. We talked; about skool, exam and yada-yada. Reached my stop and alighted.
I'm actually watching dat music video online now on Launch. The Saddest Song. A classic in my playlist. Heh. As I sing tha chorous part, man, tha lyrics shot me down again and again. A quick flashback to tha past. Hrmm, diary, u dunno wad it feels. Like hey, u dun feel anything, dun u? Anywaes, it's good dat u dun feel nuthing. U're juz a diary. So, it's better u stay dat way. Peace fer now. No war.. \m/
reminisced;
- 7:40 PM
