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Wednesday, August 18, 2004
e math today was oritez... mr kek was kinda ez on us.. didnt like nag much today. then it was eng... did this compre thingy. kinda ok.. the passage was like ez to understand... not really confident bout the ans though.. oh well. geog was boring.... tt lim teach didnt come... so tt mr zaini guy came in. ugh... balik2 this guy... then he was like even talking to me and liya a lil bout sex. hehe... cool guy. he said tt sex isnt worth waiting 4 till marriage... hah. but he said, on the other hand, he wasnt like encouraging us either. wat else... liya and me were readin mag... boring mah.. wat else to do? then came phy... still no test. wateva lahz. was really sleepy.. my mood was all way low durin da break. haiz...
u mite thinkin tt my day was somewhat alrite... but here comes the 'ugh!' part. remedial when on as per norm... rajan came in late, had a tiny weeny quarrel with 4f over some banging-doors-and-walls matter.. which led rahman stayed back. liya to stay back as well, coz she opened her trap to explain... real help there gal.. hehe. and this is somewhat a daily thing: elf, andy, rahman. fighting... yes, body contact. ugh.... like wat do they benefit? sheesh... not angry at elf though... not at all. elf like, elbowed me or sth like tt juz now in class... then, as usual, i started to scream at elf and zahid. da lah aku btul moody- dunno y. my... i really didnt mean to do tt.... it was in a moment of anger and frustration. soon, my frustration piled, thank u very much to ego maniac. ugh... i SO wasnt screaming in his face... y da hell did he interupted me? yeah... possibly coz i was irritating... well, too bad. argh! the way he tries to prove tt he and the rest was so not in the wrong juz.. i dunno. irks me? ewww.... come on lah. it was partly u ppl fault.. trust u ppl to play ard with this kinda stuff.. wow. u sure do show A LOT of maturity.
really pissed... but luckily ema, rash and fab sorta joked and cheered me up. thanks peeps... oh yeah, helped ais to type out this model student award thingy... haiz. i was amazed at myself 4 typin at such great speed... coz library hadta close... so gotta rush. stupidl library. arent they like supposed to cater to the students' needs? ewww... and tt old wrinkly aunty... so boastful. wateva. erm... wenta home. bus 81. ema told me bout the mrt story... feli darl should noe. the one abt the emergency thingy... hehe... real funny. cheeky fingers.. took 293 with ema... she was suddenly into guys tt wore slungy jeans... i embarrassed myself in front of the gd lookin guys. i was like lookin and askin where he was ALOUD. and i went oppss, when i found out tt he was rite like in front of me. nurul, nurul... get hold of urself gal... in the bus, me and ema were like blabberin stuff... in like slow mo. those of u still blur, tt means slow MOTION. laughin damn loud... criticising this NCC guy, who wasnt like too happy with our noise, hehe... then we kinda like said out loud tt me and ema gonna like go out with our nCC bf, who doesnt like sleep with their mouths open. hehe... coz he was slept with his mouth open, u c... rite.. had a gd laugh juz now... oh yeah, we two were also comparing the hafidzs.. it like nth tt u wanna noe.. but, yeah. wateva.
Smashed into pieces at 8/18/2004 06:38:00 PM
The Crushed One
Nurul Syahidah
*frizzylady*
singapore polytechnic
frizzylady@hotmail.com
Relishes In
shopping
chocolates
frens
freedom
music
money
family
me
Abhor
arrogance
big talkers
liars
boredom
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