<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/5807010?origin\x3dhttps://shawtiz-rule.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> <iframe src="http://www2.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=19146978&blogName=It+was+all+just+pain.&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=BLUE&layoutType=CLASSIC&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fwonders-inbetween.blogspot.com%2Findex.html&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Fwonders-inbetween.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" height="30px" width="100%" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="navbar-iframe" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div>
Monday, January 03, 2005?
if i hadn't dropped my phone from my decker bed,
i wouldn't jump down to retrieve it.
yes, understandable..

and if i hadn't jump down to get it back,
i wouldn't have noticed my gdad watching tv.

curious, i went out to check him out.

it was a couple of minutes past 11.

he was watching soccer.
myanmar versus singapore.

ooh how could i forget!?!?

i woke lina up..
(she has the hots for player number 8.)
and the both of us with our gdad sat in front of the tv, and, well, watched.

did alot of swearing we did.
ugly myanmar players.
and i don't mean their appearances..

we screamed when the lions got the ball.
we tend to mix up their names though...
but at least i know all their names and numbers!
not their phone numbers.
but jersey numbers. yeh.
and that was like my 2nd time actually watching soccer..
i'm good or what.

we cheered when the lions scored goals.
wot wot.
suddenly felt very patriotic(:
haha.

we were still awake at around 1,
talking very loudly
and disturbing the peace.
excited, i think.

"alam shah is so good."
"i like chuan tat goh."
"goh tat chuan la."
"same thing."

but when we heard our mother yelling from the other room to go to sleep,
we could tell she didn't share our rosy view of those awesome soccer players..

she reminded us we had school the next day
(actually it was already monday..)
and our high spirits were deflated like a balloon blown up to the point of bursting and then released round the room squeaking and shrieking until all that was left was a shrivelled scrap of rubber.

-out of breath-

first day of school was weird.
like i was in a dream.
a nightmare, more like.
of a neverending sleep.

haha.
i know i know.
shut up.

what's with the two timetables, dude?
and the new system going round...
classrooms belong to teachers now and we have to switch classrooms every period.

very confusing..
and wouldn't that cause some major jam among the classes?

haha yay!

still trying to get use to school.
gonna miss my late nights.
and even late mornings.
ouff.
bitch.

4e1 really thought syahira was absent from school..

the nice thing today was when sriee and i talked about those funny moments we had with syahira((:

instead of fetching cousin elly from the aiport,
i followed nana and aspho have lunch..
nana's treat.

it's her 16th birthday!!!(:

i could not face another pizza.
or lasagne..
or chicken.
i don't mind the mushroom soup(:

we were sooooo fucking full,
and i seriously mean full, that we
______________.
(fill in the blanks.
no prizes for correct answers.)

walked to borders.
i almost wanted to craaawl, i'm telling you.

bought nana her present.
a book she saw at first sight.
haha.
err.
like, love at first sight.
but this is book, instead of love.
oh. forget it.

walked somemore.
aspho bought her file.
then went home.

i bought momma her burger.
she and her burger-phase.
tsk tsk.

i went to this pet shop to get some cat food.
there was this cute little chihuahua some what guarding the door from inside.

so i was like, err..
i opened the door slightly,
thinking it would budge and shift to let me in.
it didn't. or wouldn't.

the shop owner from inside was beckoning me.
i pointed at the chihuahua and shook my head.
she shook hers, as if to say never mind it's okay it won't bite you scardy cat.

so i went in.
the chihuahua barely moved a muscle.
oh. goody.

then another dog appeared from behind those shelves of cans of food.
oh hello..
ohh make that two..
no, threee!!!!

bloody hell.
there's alot of dogs here..
i'm trapped and i smell of tuna (don't ask).
what's gonna happen to me?

one dog sniffed my shoe,
and made a run of his life(:

okie see, that wasn't so bad.

'run' there is a figure of speech.
hahaha.
but i bet he would, if he had proper human legs(:
that's how bad my shoes are.

i pretended to act cool, walking down the aisle, picking out catfood.
but i was racking like mad all over.

i paid and got the hell out of there.

then i thought.
so what if i smell of tuna?
dogs dont eat fish.
haha.
i laughed at myself all the way home.

walked a super longer route back home.
burn those calories i got from the chicken wings
and what was it i ate.
first day of school down.
and many more more to go.

CITYNIGHTLIFE;

& Profile

♥Name
Age
blah blah blah




& Archives

  • 09/01/2003 - 10/01/2003
  • 10/01/2003 - 11/01/2003
  • 11/01/2003 - 12/01/2003
  • 12/01/2003 - 01/01/2004
  • 01/01/2004 - 02/01/2004
  • 02/01/2004 - 03/01/2004
  • 03/01/2004 - 04/01/2004
  • 04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
  • 05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004
  • 06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004
  • 07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004
  • 08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004
  • 09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004
  • 10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
  • 11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004
  • 12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005
  • 01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005
  • 02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005
  • 03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
  • 04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005
  • 05/01/2005 - 06/01/2005
  • 06/01/2005 - 07/01/2005



  • & Exits

    LINK.
    LINK.
    LINK.
    LINK.
    LINK.
    LINK.


    & Credits

    Blogger.
    Image

    xDisillusioned
    Do not rip