Tuesday, March 10, 2009

forget about your guns, i wish it was easy as "bang bang you're dead."

FIRST & FOREMOST I WANNA GIVE BIG WET KISSES TO MY LOVELY HUNNIES, KHAI, FARAH, JANIAH & ESPECIALLY LYYA (welcome back sayang!) BECAUSE THEY ARE A BUNCH OF PEOPLE THAT WILL NEVER FAIL TO MAKE ME SMILE LIKE A CRAZY DOG EACH DAY EVERYDAY. MMMUACKS!



during band exchange @ Nan Chiau with my honey.


sleepover at Khai's crib on Friday night. i love you la syg. sleep kecoh. bangon lambat baik ah.


this is shadiq. he is my boyfriend. and and. today he very sweet. haha. he belanja me nasi ayam. then he say my mouth stink of nasi ayam chilli. then i try put cherry chapstick, still cannot. but he dunno his mouth stink of mee goreng la duh. we both ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.



ok this is the beginning of the post. all of the above is just something nonsensical, for my own entertainment. anyways, life has been just okay for me. my CAs are nothing special, i think it's more to mediocre. i failed 3 out of 7. that is kind of typical for me. i always fail 3, without fail. on the contrary, i passed my most weakest subject, which is math. thank you tuition. i waited to look at the long mark sheet with the most frightening feeling of trepidation. failed art, which was forseen. to think nizar the art prodigy of the class could even fail, just because of late submission. oh how terribly unjustifiable! but i learnt, in life, there will be certain times of a day each and every one of us will face a pretty grevious incident which is unquestionably unfair. but we all must learn to take it in our stride right since there is nothing much we could do about our providence. today, what can i say, was the most charming day in school. khai my honey was down with a stupid baby kicking in her tummy so i was expecting myself zombifying myself around the grounds of hell in utter desolation. BUT, i survived today with the aid of my classmates. laughter is the best medicine, honestly.

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me: kenneth, my name is suha. i have a baby in my tummy. her name zara. you also got right.

kenneth: shut up ah suha. bastard.

me: what's your baby's name leh? want me to name for you?

kenneth: (fuming)

me: (laughing) hahaha, seriously.

kenneth: suha. you got a cheap face.

me: (now fuming) oh really. kenneth, you got a baby in your tummy for 15 years and i doubt it can even come out!

me: KENNETH GOT A BABY IN HIS TUMMY!

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shaun went up to the first relief teacher because he wanted to go the loo and then got rejected. then after a while, he went to the second relief teacher.

shaun: walao i wanna go toilet already ah.

rong guang: wanna pangsai ah shaun?

shaun: (with a stressed-stoning face) errrr. yeah.

me: (laughing so hard with RG, zara hurts)

me: eh RG, shaun go lao sai ah?

rong guang : (still laughing) hahahaha YEAH.

me: hahahahahahaha.

me: SHAUN WANNA GO SHIT IN THE LOO!

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honestly it was so facetious i even laugh myself silly imagining the converstaion just now epitomizing in my mind. i am laughing over the laptop right now but i'm sure none of you would be able to hear any slightest sound of my glee here, so it is okay i understand. my body is in need of alot of fluids because my lips are chapping like nobody's business and sometimes i look in the mirror only to see a face which hollers " HELLO! IN NEED OF DIRE HELP HERE!" i look sickly pale sometimes it intimidates me. did i just say i am an intimidation to myself. wow, i need help. i guess this is the effect of going cold turkey. but the key to my victory is the pain. as i said, i must believe that i am more than cold turkey, perhaps a wild rooster in the vast covert, waiting for my time to rise as a flaming phoenix. holy feculence! aren't i simply peculiar? imagining myself as chunks of aloe vera and a wild rooster?

today zara wasn't doing so well. she makes this queer rasping sounds. i have to visit the privy for a couple of times to satisfy its needs. oh zara, you are an oddball!

anyway, clock has pealed its 12th. its the 11th of march & on this day every month i realise the sky and the moon will always stay together. happy 30th, mr diqqy. you are an ass but i still treasure you because the best moments with you, are the moments when you sweep me off my feet and spin me around and around, literally. let's stay strong through thick and thin. i love you.

ok ok i cannot wait for band camp. on sunday can have riot with them la okay! yessa farah i can see you naked again (hehe). take care all cheers.