11:09 PM,
Monday, May 5, 2008
EXAMS
SHWEETS ANYONE?
lets update on exams. i had malay paper 1 and 2 today. went thru paper 1 quite smoothly.
for the compo, i wrote a whole bunch of unbelievable illegitimate shit.
No, really. i had absolutely no idea what i was writing. Truth be told, my mind was elsewhere. During paper 2, my mind flashed back to paper 1. and as my eyes wandered aimlessly to the board (cos there were no HOT teachers for me to look at), i saw the date.
5 May 2008.
And i suddenly realised something that left me cursing out loud to myself.
See, the letter writing requires the date to be written, and this is PART of the format.
And i actually wrote 5 Mac(March) 2008, instead of 5 Mei(May) 2008.
Wah, amazing huh.
Wonderful! Splendid! Surreal! Extra-terrestial! hahhah!
Well, my whole point is actually the fact that i screwed up the whole date. I wonder what i was thinking of while writing '5 Mac 2008'. Screw it all anyway.
After school, as usual went to study and finish up notes with Fasha, Ruzy, Faz and her Bf, Seth.
Oh, i saw a hot hot guy! He had exceptionally hot blonde plus black hair. I dont know why i'm attracted to people's hair and not their faces. Weird.
He smiled at us shyly and ended up asking our ages in a so-tak-menjadi american slang. I know you're malay, mister, dont act american. Wah, look who's talking. hahah (:
We popped into Mac as soon as we were done mugging up.
We managed to hoggle some seats, which is so out of the ordinary. But somehow, we ended up shifting to the other Mac, and had to sit outside. We had a long talk under the decent weather. From boys to girls, from bastards to bitches, from hurt and ego to love and self- esteem.
It was a totally under-the-sun (or Mac Giant Umbrella, in this case) talk.
It was the kind of talk that made me feel better, that made me realise that in this world, i am not all alone after all.
Its really refreshing, really. (:
On the way home, ah, my favourite part. (:
I went to buy some stuff from this shop. I took this packet of sweets and asked the cashier.
Me: How much is this?
Cashier: Shweets.
I turned to Ruzy for help, for comfort, like what the f**k is he talking about,and Ruzy just stared back at me, and started shoving coins into her wallet. I burst out laughing (on my own,since ruzy was busy shoving coins in her wallet) and i told the cashier.
Me: Sorry?
Cashier: Shweeeets.
I finally got what he was trying to say.
'Sweets'.
And even so, i was blur. I asked 'how much', not 'what'.
I feared that the bus would come so, very pissed already, i said.
Me: I know la, but how much?
Cashier: Fifty Shents.
And although i didnt quite get what he was saying, i shoved a fifty cent coin in his hand, desperate to get away. Ruzy and i just couldnt stop laughing as we waited for the bus.
Like, come on, did he think i was so dumb i didnt know that the thing i was holding was actually a pack of sweets? Its actually more hilarious than anything. At that point of time, of course i was pissed cos he was wasting my time with his 'shweeets' shit. But after all that, i just couldnt stop laughing.
Hilarious SHIA. See! Even i have followed his 'sh' pronounciation. Hahaha,
i dont know - i guess its infectious..?
The ride home was pretty irritating cos the person in front of me just WOULDN'T stop turning back at me. I was desperately trying to keep my voice to a whisper as i spoke to Ruzy, but the person in front heard. Okay, i know i spoke with a lot of 'she' and 'love' and 'pain' and stuff but really, mind your own business! Some more, when i stared at her for eavesdropping, she glared at me. Wah, amazing! hahaha, whatever.
let them hear, they dont understand a word anyway.
i am human now bitch. is it alright with you?
