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Thursday, August 24, 2006 @ 8:16 pm

went back to east view secondary school to see how the military band is doing, with ernie and nisy and bah. i have to say the band really SUCK right now. seriously. next week is the POP thing, and they are still having cockups everywhere. no discipline. no punishments. no respect for the SENIORS. no pumping. no counting down. what the hell. u can't talk or move in the squad k. AND LOCK YOUR ARMS FOR GOODNESS SAKE. and the marching, so betrabor k. seriously kids, u have alot of learning to do. it really makes me so sad that the band has become erm.. sucky. but at least got to meet people like cikgu badariah(i love u), mrs ng, ms leon, mr goh(si pemalas) and some other people like nico and sufiyan and jab. it was nice. ya.. And i think the four of us have gone tanner ready. ala....



O. and i had honey milk tea. TWICE. yesar. i don't care if people find me weird being addicted to honey milk tea, but it makes me happy. and then got bored during band and also abit of heartache. so we went to mc. ernie want to study. tomorrow is ernie's first paper. awww.. good luck darling. and i haven't said this earlier, MY EXAMS ARE OVER. WOOOOOOTSS. moving on.... i so kesian kan ernie. she was really trying to study and the rest of us were well..... noisy. sorry ernie. then bah forced me to go home cos he want to break-fast. okla okla. gave in.



and then this hapenned. we bored the bus28. and i saw my mum's aunt who is around my mum's age. her name is Enon. and i really hate her. she's so mean to my mum, my nenek, my atok, my dad, and including me. everytime, she'll either talk about u behind your back, and exaggerate about everything, or bahasekan u when she's with u. i'm sorry to say... but she's a bitch! k.. so moving on.. when i saw her, i thought i want to salam her. but then she quickly turn her around and don't wana face me. u know, as though she didn't see me. and i know she just want to avoid me. but that is so rude sia. bloody bitch. but its ok. so what if u hate me? but what i know for sure is that your son is a such an ass. even a bigger ass than me. haiz... irritating and ungrateful family. boo u. bluek. so i also heck care la. i also pretend as though i didn't see her. then i told bah that Enon was there, through sms. and he say out her name loudly, 'ENON? MANE?' and i was like sshhhhh. alamak that boy.. serious ah. and i think Enon heard him la. haiya. damn. shouldn't have taken that bus. shouldn't have rushed for bus28. SHOULDN'T HAVE LEFT MC EARLY, BCOS IF NOT, I MAY NOT HAVE MET HER. next time listen to ur gf k. gggrrrrr.


so basicly.. i had lots of fun in the beginning. and it ended like shit. but i am ok. =))

ps: wish ais was here. miss u.


i told u to stop doing that in public kan.
the boy playing the drumset really gets on my nerves. ggggrrr.

see la. nak msk squad pon lambat. haiya. terkedek-kedek. and the marching hancur.
and we 3 try to cheer ourselves up after looking at their 'performance'. haiz. and it was so sunny. nisy can barely open her eyes. haha.
ehem ehem. abang rindu main trombone kaper.

SHENN!! aka self-proclaimed farhan's girlfriend. hehe.
ahh... nice one. i'm still angry at u for shouting enon. =) kidding la abg. haha.

GOODBYE.

R A U .


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