dont trust me when i say "i wont blog that much anymore" because i will be loaded with truckloads of stories everyday and i need someone (or something in this case) to talk to.
haha.

i just came back from jjc.
west zone b boys final.
and guess what...
JVS WON! THEY WON! WE WON!
three cheers!
:D

i should use bigger font plus 9999 exclamation marks to make you have the idea of how thrilled i am now.
im glad that i was there to watch my friends making history. i really really am.
i promised mif i would come on monday but i didnt turn up, and he was disappointed.
good thing it was postponed.
we didnt come because we were on the way from netball match when we got the news that it was postponed.
and i made it just now.
it was raining cat and dog at 3 pm, when the match was supposed to start.
i was still at school, considering if i should go because if it was postponed again, it would be a waste of time.
waited for idk how long and consented to go home straight.
minutes later, nadhir called, telling that the game was still on.
i was so fired up and immediately walked to the bus stop.
it was pretty obvious that i was the one who semangat gile wanted to watch the final match.
-.-

it was a tough match, against hong kah. yes, again.
i remember watching c div west zone final last year and they won.

luck is on our side this year.
we won 1-0.
i screamed like nobodys business. hahaha.
my voice echoed, k.
im proud of being such a supportive schoolmate.
hehehehe!

feel sorry to noora though, for losing her poa book.
i laid on it while waiting for the rain to stop.
the pict above!
:(

i think ive lost my voice again.
but i love watching soccer.

i miss the time when i was home and i would watch soccer with my dad every midnight.
sad for him for having no sons.
we would talk and eat and bet and wake everyone up in the middle of their sleeps.
sometimes he would go to bank in the midnight during commercial break and bring home durians to eat together.
i love him. i miss him so much.
:(
he never fails to make me feel like ive grown up when talking to him.

i learn a lot of things from my parents.
i guess theyre the reason why im still standing strong now.
strong enough to not hurt myself.
im not weak.
i dont let anyone hurt me again. hurt me to know that im only their spare tire.
i dont let myself know that i can do everything to make them happy, despise my own happiness.
because i dont.
at least, im strong enough to pull myself back from replying his sms.
:)

talking about sms, i wonder why people love to call me nowadays, when my prepaid is dying?!
dont they know that one sec of phone call equals to one message?!
why must starhub charge me for receiving a phone call?
im innocent what!
its like jailing a murder victim.
right?
-.-

i dont think i can cope with my studies now.
mdm norhani went through the geog textbook so fast, about 200words/sec!
imagine!
the reason is that we dont have much time left.
haihh.
mdm rohani didnt come today.
why must today, when i needed her so badly, of all times?!
the only good thing was there was no practical test.

how does it feel to teach someone who thinks that he/she is way much smarter than you?
the answer is, it feels like when you want to shit but nothing comes out for one month.
:@
i have no idea what kinship shit has with it.
who cares anyway!
but it is highly annoying to teach phil.
he always argues with me when i say hes wrong.
why did he ask me in the first place?!
and not only that, he called me stupid!
fuker.
hes still wrong in the end, and its completely his problem.
padan muke! *nooras tone*
ive complained about it to mr seow and mr seow said just let him be.
i will be the first one to laugh if he fails his math. i swear i will.
so childish, 16 years old alr.
gah.
and he keeps showing off his american (tak menjadi) accent and his general knowledge so that the whole class will be WOW-ed by him.
too bad, im not WOW-ed. at all.
*sticking longest tongue out*

ok, im so bad.
im not gonna teach him anymore.
just wait for him to finish his assignment and smile.
:)

yesterday i skipped netball training.
i wanted to go, but i had palm programme.
when i finished, everyone had already left.
:(

so i went to gym with anaqi.
i did my math homework first before i went there and when anaqi texted me saying that he was walking there, i changed and rushed off.
as a result, i left my phone at home.
-.-
it rained again yesterday.
i waited for him at ticket counter first for almost 30 mins.
went up and downstairs to check but he still hadnt come.
i thought he wouldnt come as yesterday was april fools day.
so i bought a ticket and went to the gym.
i had never gone there by myself, it was the first time.
and i was really lost.

i wasted 40 cents on locker which i didnt use at all.
the key wouldnt come out even after i inserted 40 cents.
so, in order to avoid humiliation in front of public (chey!), i left the locker alone.

so sad lor. 30 mins later then he came.
when i went back home, there were eight messages and 4 missed calls. i think.

i cry whenever i wake up now.
maybe its true that i take things too hard.
they were just dreams, gatria.

an english tutor needed still.
i want to improve on my english.
im starting to like english.
:D

birthday is coming. yay.
ive made a wishlist.
last but not least, i love money, i need money, i want money.
bye! hahaha.