Saturday, May 30, 2009 10:41 PM
helloe.Okay my fever is gone.
And my headache.
Damn, should have slept earlier.
Okay my headache started in piano class(I thought my brain was stretching only)
After rip off piano class, went to change into baju kurung and vroomed to the nikah place(bawah block).
But the ceremony was over and so I ate.
Okay basically, my headache grew and I met Nuryn, Mak Busu and um Uncle Wahid.
Why am I mentioning this here.
Erm, cuz I havent seem them since March or something.
Then okay, sent Nana to her school and saw the RIs for the first time.
Whoa.
So we then went to solat at the renovated Masjid Falaq(or something) and went to Takashimaya.
The point is, I was in my baju kurung and was in my most unglam state EVER, mind you.
But another thing was that I totally didn't care cuz I was too giddy.
(Eh hopefully nobody jangkit me:/ )
OH HAHA, so like after I look at old Barbie Dolls(Barbie as old as Hai Sing)which are sooo seweet with Haidah and Luqman went to his Hotwheelz and my dad went to his golf.(My mom was the penjaga)
We all met back and my dad was attracked to some golf STICK with a huge head.
So we went back to the toy place butbut ltr on my dad told me that one mcm phm person in charge of that certain place(I forgot ah) said,"So going back to JB to play ah" keperr.
HAHHA, they thought my dad was Malaysian cuz I wear baju kurung((x
Haiyoo.
Oh my bloody fuk.
There's this huge lizard.
Which isn't really ugly.
Sharing the study room with me.
Black shit.
Its so huge, its can be a pet.
Ew.
Omg damn its TOO huge to be a house lizard:/
Crap I hope it won't crawl here behind the curtains.
Andand whoever said life is a scene(Im guessing it)is wrong!
Life ain't a scene.
If you think it is, you end up being an emo shit or something like me.
So I gotta tell myself that I am just a background thing and you know just ground myself cuz life isn't a 10 Things I Hate About You movie.
And sooner or ltr, after your high mode, you're bound to go downdown.
But to provide soft landing(no crash and burn), you hafta not think life is a scene.
I think that makes sense.
Im not sure what I wrote there but that's just what I think(x
Oh god, I need to see the face of this Facebook person!
He's stealing liVezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
And Im so over something.
GAG.
Hoe boy.
Now I think I can go madrasah.
And that reminds me of the madrasah exams I got right after June holidays:(
Oooh yeah, and I think my dad doesn't mind getting me a Gala dress.
But the whole process isn't to die for.
This year's sec 4s doesn't get to experience prom, aww.
But my sister said her's was boring.
Imma go Tangs to get it.
But the whole process of this plus my dad isn't to die for(Ok why would it be), though I like looking at nice stuffs.
^ Is that too beachy to be a Gala dress.
I don't wanna wear a wedding dress-.-
K poof I go.
Don't wanna go face to face with that big black lizard(okay. nothing.)
I still feel weird.
Cool, imma sleep earlier than usual today!
IPW mania tmr.
bye
Im fourteen, I can't really remember names and I am a drama queen at heart. pff.