I'M IN 2 KERUING!!! This sucks, dude. All of my friends are practically in 2 Meranti. This sucks so bloody bad!!! I want to go back to Form 1!! You can't imagine how sad I was when the stupid teacher was assigning names to their classes. *sobs out loud*
~Pauline - I think we were both near tears when we realised next year we're gonna be separated
~Sin Mun - She didn't really seemed to care but I'm sure gonna miss her like mad
~Sara - Making her laugh has always been my mission... I don't know how to survive next year without her snotty remarks.
~Sanjiyven and Peter - The class clowns...its them who really brightens up our dreary day
~Navian - He's just so fun sometimes!! Now we're in different classes. HAIH.
~Jeff and Koon Thong - Don't really talk to them, but teasing them is REALLY fun. You should try it :P
~Yu Kit - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Need I say anymore?
Yeah yeah.. I know, you guys are probably thinking why I'm making it sound like I'm leaving Malaysia or something. You all are probably thinking to yourself, "There's still recess time! Different classes doesn't mean the friendship falls apart." But you see... for me, its always been hard to maintain friendship once we're in different classes. I don't want to to happen. Haih. But life's goes on.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Retarded competition!
Alright, alright.. I'll admit it. The competition isn't retarded... its just that I felt like using the word "retarded".
Haih, the dumb competition (NO THE COMPETITION IS NOT DUMB... i just felt like calling it dumb, that's all) draws nearer... oh the pressure for me. Somehow or rather, by luck (or fate) EVERYONE'S schedules seemed to clash.. just can't get in time for band practice. (Did i mention the competition's a short time away?) And then when we finally fixed a day, our pro guitarist didn't turn up. And our other guitarist didn't know how to play. So it basically ended up me on the lousy-good-for-nothing-with-no-pedal keyboard and our dear drummer... the music we made sounded lousy.
And then there's today. Woke up at 7.58am. Two minutes before Pauline was suppose to arrive at my house. At 8.00 she came, just as I was done washing up and stuff then we started figuring out chords and stuff for Silent Night and Jingle Bells. Kinda sucked, seeing we were given two days to create dumb accompaniments and having to lead dumb kids singing dumb christmas carols.
Three cheers for Pauline and I anyway! We managed to roughly figure out stuff in roughly under 2 hours! Then after she left, I HAD to accidently let my dad hear me grumble about stupid performances..and of course he had to give me this dumb lecture on how we should do things willingly. Wasted 1 1/2 hours of my life on the dumb lecture. Then church came (yay!) and well, yay.. it was fun...hanging out with God is always fun ...
Then afternoon, band practice again... without the drummer this time, just me and our two PROFFESSIONAL guitarists. Sounded pretty okay...but neither wanted to back me up in singing. One didn't because she couldn't, the other one .. didn't want to. No idea why. Too shy maybe? And then there was a nice surprise.. hehe, we had a solo audience though he didn't say much. Practice dragged on right till evening ... 7 pm. I bet you we managed to bore the hell out of our single audience.
And then night time - time for internet. Right now, I'm chatting with one guitarist...and searching for the other guitarist.. but she's not replying my smses. The other guitarist has to be right back. I need desperate information from the drummer but he's not answering calls. So I'm pretty bored here right now, which is why I'm talking to this stupid blog.
Man, the competition's on the way... I'm getting freaked out. I. Must. Win. Sheesh, gotta chill out. *sits in the fridge* *chills out*
Haih, the dumb competition (NO THE COMPETITION IS NOT DUMB... i just felt like calling it dumb, that's all) draws nearer... oh the pressure for me. Somehow or rather, by luck (or fate) EVERYONE'S schedules seemed to clash.. just can't get in time for band practice. (Did i mention the competition's a short time away?) And then when we finally fixed a day, our pro guitarist didn't turn up. And our other guitarist didn't know how to play. So it basically ended up me on the lousy-good-for-nothing-with-no-pedal keyboard and our dear drummer... the music we made sounded lousy.
And then there's today. Woke up at 7.58am. Two minutes before Pauline was suppose to arrive at my house. At 8.00 she came, just as I was done washing up and stuff then we started figuring out chords and stuff for Silent Night and Jingle Bells. Kinda sucked, seeing we were given two days to create dumb accompaniments and having to lead dumb kids singing dumb christmas carols.
Three cheers for Pauline and I anyway! We managed to roughly figure out stuff in roughly under 2 hours! Then after she left, I HAD to accidently let my dad hear me grumble about stupid performances..and of course he had to give me this dumb lecture on how we should do things willingly. Wasted 1 1/2 hours of my life on the dumb lecture. Then church came (yay!) and well, yay.. it was fun...hanging out with God is always fun ...
Then afternoon, band practice again... without the drummer this time, just me and our two PROFFESSIONAL guitarists. Sounded pretty okay...but neither wanted to back me up in singing. One didn't because she couldn't, the other one .. didn't want to. No idea why. Too shy maybe? And then there was a nice surprise.. hehe, we had a solo audience though he didn't say much. Practice dragged on right till evening ... 7 pm. I bet you we managed to bore the hell out of our single audience.
And then night time - time for internet. Right now, I'm chatting with one guitarist...and searching for the other guitarist.. but she's not replying my smses. The other guitarist has to be right back. I need desperate information from the drummer but he's not answering calls. So I'm pretty bored here right now, which is why I'm talking to this stupid blog.
Man, the competition's on the way... I'm getting freaked out. I. Must. Win. Sheesh, gotta chill out. *sits in the fridge* *chills out*
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