Omg Friday the 28th was hilarious Moo you are da bombbb Im still laughing like shit even now We're so traumatized we've got funny dreams but your dream beats mine by a mil You look hot today Moo so take the stairs take the stairs! (:
Orale was horrible, the worst orale in the the history of orales! But the examiner was super nice, he looks like Mr Bean so I felt a sense of comfort. My grammar was gross and I mumbled through some of the words. I had to restart my summary cause I was lifting. He even said "Zafirah zafirah" with his hands all. He was so nice I want him next year! I was surprised he didnt puke with disgust at my lack of sensible french words. I sighed alot and gave him a pathetic smile at the end like silently saying sorry for being such a disgrace to the language! Heh. My french is in serious trouble which I think I can fix but maybe next year la. I'll just mug enough to pass the final this year.
I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE AND SPEAK FRENCH FLUENTLY AND HAVE A SEXY FRENCH ACCENT LIKE THOSE FRENCH GIRLS HEHE AND BE ABLE TO HAVE A CASUAL CONVERSATION WITH A FRENCH NATIVE.
French people were so eeeyur last time! Like Louis XVI.
Examiner: Est-ce que tu pense Singapour est dangereux? (SOMETHING LIKE THAT)
Me: Uhhhh oui....non....oui....non.....NON. Mais (but).... mais....mais.....okay nvm NON.
whispers his secrets into his cheap guitar says: i want to not care anymore
Yes, sometimes we all give up caring. But if everyone stopped caring then what would happen to the world! Buuuuuut if you stopped caring, I know my life would be much much more troubled because I believe in you yes. Chin up & smile! Cause zaff loves you very much :)
aww mushy.
FEW MORE WEEKS I CAN DO THIS EVERYONE CAN DO THIS YAY POWER.
Lucas was so cute, Zac was so hot, Vanessa was so chio, Ashley's got nice legs TAK FAIR, Corbin was so cool and everyone was so dancey and coolcoolcool and dont you dare call me childish :)
Ayah had a talk with me yesterday, a nice talk, not the usual. He says I gotta work to achieve my dreams and I can't wait around for something to happen cause it won't budge if I continue on like this. Then he says I gotta be different and try experiencing new things and rebel if I want! I asked him what he meant by rebel so he gave examples like wearing pink socks to school and having cornrows in my hair. Then I was like "Ya Allah..." but he said who cares! Then he showed me this photoalbum and told me that when he was 23 or something he went on a trip to Nepal all by himself for 1 and a half months to climb this hill. By hitchhiking most of the time from singapore to johore to batu pahat to godknowswhere to langkawi to burma to bangkok then to nepal. No plane! He rented a motorcycle in Langkawi and drove all night around the island. And he had no place to sleep in Bangkok so he slept at a busstop. In Nepal he stayed with some commoners in their village. Then in Burma he met this arab girl who was very friendly and asked him to go to bangkok to visit her family and meet her boyfriend. She said her boyfriend was buddhist so her parents disapproved of him. Ayah has a picture of her boyfriend and her family! Anyway her family welcomed him in bangkok with this feast and he said it was one of the best meals he ever had. Then he made friends with a french couple and they rode elephants together. And he visited the birthplace of Buddha! And he met some opium smokers in this village and took a picture of one of them, with his eyes all misty.
Thing is, Ayah did all this with only 3 pieces of underwear, a pair of jeans, 2 shirts, some money, sunglasses and a mousy bag. For one and a half months. He said by the time he reached the mountain he wanted to climb, he had no money so he had to go home soon after. I asked him why he decided to go alone. He said noone really wanted to go and he was tired of waiting.
So we spent an hour going over every photo and I listened to all his stories about the people he met and the stuff he did. And my mum was constantly saying "I married that handsome man...".
Inside I'm thinking, I never knew Ayah was so cool.
I shall blog about Selangor(which was great!) when I have the time to cause I will wanna post tons of pics and pics are with the rest and there's just simply no time now because we've all got so many things to do.
Oh my specs broke on the bus btw): They can be fixed so no new specs pour moi.
Anyway, I realised from the many many things that have happened that I shouldnt judge a person by what other people say because they tend to be exaggerated and well, untrue. I've been quite influenced by what people say throughout these years and I think I prefer using my own head from now on and getting to know the person well enough first before making any assumptions since I have no right to in the first place. There've been quite a number of times where I've believed that certain people were a certain way or possessed a certain bad characteristic but end up liking the person in the end after getting to know him/her. And I don't bitch much, really, but I do listen to a lot of gossip and bad stuff that I know I shouldnt be listening to. Bitching about a person you don't really know is really your loss actually, because it could cost you a friend. And friends don't come easily.
Mmhm.
Okay, hmm I'm now thinking I should just work hard till week 4 then it will all be over and no more stress no more unhappiness. But the time I have is way wayy to short, just look at the bloody holidays. I want to live in a kampung because times passes so slowly there compared to here, which means you get to appreciate every moment longer and bask in its happiness. While here, happy moments come and go in such a short period of time. Sigh. I've got a lot of work to do but my brain is stubbornly not working. I'm not making any attempt to start doing anything productive nor has my whole body understood that I've got exams and pts to work for and if I don't do well in them, I might as well just quit right now.
Yesterday I had tuition, as a way to welcome me back to singapore. And, my tuition teacher asked me, after many attempts to revive my memory of redox reactions, if I ever went to school.
