Thursday, November 4, 2010

eve of diwali!(mcm paham)

i feel like blogging today.so i did.shall just talk about the sucky week that ive been thru aite.i bet no one reads my post so i shall just might as well make it like my diary entry.HAHA.cos i was trying to have a paper pen diary kinda thing but it sucks.cos i hate writing,long tyme ago i last write except for lately writing skool notes.typing is way faster and i think nicer fonts.my handwritting sucks.i keep changing my handwritting as to dunno which one seems betta(all sucks actuali).

im having school right now,right at this moment as i am typing,am having lectures.it sucks.i began to master the multi-task of listening and typing(doing my personal stuff).i also do have the ability to choose what i wanna hear.sounds amazng right?haha!actuali its more of a family gene.my brother and me have the same ability unlike my sis.she's forever LISTENING.and that is super irritating.cos she wants to know every little thing we talk about.(not necessary most of the tyme)

niwaes,the point is,everyone in this class is super smangat listening to lectures whereby im here blogging.but the thing is,when the lecturer ask questions,they are speechless.I AM THE ONE ANSWERING.(mostly correctly)(round of applause for me pls).

no.im not smart according to them,im the most bimbotic idiot around the school of science.believe me,my course is full of craps(studious people,geeks)around with like books and suitcase walking,rushing for the next class kinda faces.i felt so much worst after my clan of people(mlayu rox) gone for attachments.i felt like a loner in school having to force and be like one of them BUT WHEN I DUN FEEL like being any part of them,which i always do,i will walk away,have my lunch one corNAR,call members,talk(mcm org tak civilise).in class,msn(wif members tebiats,namely nani rp,(sucks oso,i mean her school duh),farah at aussie den ketawe mcm sial sorg),google,online window shopping are my next bff.

i have the biggest lateset confession,i hate school.it sucks.the process of it sucks.the best part i always get the WRONG GROUP when it comes to projects.one group for design project is lepak and they only cling on hope to this one girl,and when i gave ideas,they kinda reject it,like as if im super stupid!?then there was one idiot member even called me stupid for that.WTF kan.i hate you.i swear i will remember what you've said the rest of my life and make sure you pay for what you've said.

as for the fyp group, i got one of the best(geeks) teamates for it.the positive side is we are working well,duh wif the geeks around,but,the negative side is they have become my PA.giving me morning calls to ensure that i wokeup for the meetings and stuff.even my mum is not as irritating as them.i swear.

I MADE THE WRONG DECISION of watching THE LAST EXORCISM.it wasn't scary at all!i swear.



i had bout 1and half hour of shopping time alone ytd while waiting my fren end work and b4 we could proceed for the movie.so i had good time looking stuff(art stuff) at spotlight which excites me,thinking bout changing my theme for the party,LOL.went daiso,looking at all the stuffs which make me dizzy and end up buying a packet of caramel corn,den went ahead to times and yes at last the book is there!the one ive been looking for.it wasn't there when i came a month ago.saw it,grab it.keching!(gaji bru masok babe)I THINK I LIKE THIS WORK.(part time)cos they give the pay quite efficiently.fast.unlike the pervious works,like on the 7th,last day of first week then we got.i love you work(money wise)! 

and the hilarious thing. the bus ride home was super funny when the bus jam brake and my fren was having a greaT TURN TWISTING around as if she was doing some kinda ballet steps.HAHA.super hilarious.i was laughing my head off when i saw that!my face was as red as babboon's butt.i hate bus drivers.

im super excited for tmr.hope today ends fast!eve of deepavali you know(step celebrate).no point actuali,had work 300mins later.HAHA.HAPPY DEEPAVALI to all indians and those who celebrate!!

ps:i wonder at times if you are my fren.when you need me you hang on me but if you dun,you just simply cast me aside.how could you?

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