Today is Aishwarya's birthday. Happy birthday Aish!! (why m i telling it here...she never even visits my blog) I dnt want her to either. Coz once she does...i'll be dead...And why is that i cant tell. ................................................Alright fine maybe i can tell. I wrote something about her ill behaviour with me...so...if she reads that her behaviour will get worse than before. Oh well, she can be very friendly with a 'friend' and seriously mean with stupid people (it's what she says, not me) Hmm....hey seriously...she is good (and mean) She gave me a very beautiful diary on my birthday (i forgot to mention her that my house was already flooded with diaries, oops) Kidding...but her diary was a very special one...and...it was sooooooo beautiful (oh..i almost felt tears running down my cheeks........what nonsense???!!)
Umm...our class sitting position had been changed, it was done a l0ng time ago, juz forgot to mention. I miss my old seat...coz...well i cant find a definite reason but...it was juz nice there. Like...sitting in my own sit, while Jia Wei (who 'used' to sit in front of me) would be flirting with Marliana or Yah Han...while sometimes pulling Amirah's hair (how ridiculous) Ermanda would be bursting his dead trying to do his assignments (which some of them he doesnt even have any idea of) He would sometimes be on with his silly behaviour which makes everyone laugh...even though it doesnt make any sense at all.
Then Sabrina would be way in one corner of the class, usually arguing with Liu Hao. Most of the Chinese girls chit chatting, some doing work..and Chun Hoe would be reading books, some of the boys would be creating mischief. And me....well, i would often be busy writing nonsense in my journal (half of the things in my diary doesnt even make any sense)
But now! everything changed! Liu Hao is sitting beside me! He would be humming songs everytime and it's so distracting. Then again Wei Xiong is also next to me who would talk about Mr. Bean non-stop...but it's kinda weird.
Yah...like Sabri once said...our life is ok the way it is....it has some special things in it...like my life? I'm far away from my home (it's not that far actually, three hours journey on plane) This foreign land...and it's ppl..and everything. I know..i'm special in a way...(a weird way actually)
P.S. Am i even aware that i spout nonsense everytime? Maybe not. Who cares? (excluding my parents)
an idiotic brat. Cries when lonely. first breath: 6th March 1994
Talks too much
Changes mood occasionally
Is a knockout freak
A person not to be meddled with for your own goodness sake
If you wanna get all of your front teeth knocked out and be kicked down from the Eifel tower and be hanged upside down from a tree for the rest of your lives...
Well...you've got the right person to mess with then. (i'm not literally meaning it so stay back!)