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Dynamo of volition (I don't know what that means.)/ 9:58 AM
Saturday, April 18, 2009



Hi. I didn't update yesterday as I had a long day. So let's start from the top. We had MT compo test during MT. I wrote nonsense since I had no bright ideas. I got 15/20 for my Physics test o.o . Okay, Kelly was right :P . 

Anyway, this time went to the mosque at Yishun since 962 was full. I got back home, changed my uniform (mom told me to since I was sweating like hell). Then went to school for Speech Day. The seating arrangement was jumbled up so we had to rearrange. I almost slept before the actual thing o.o .

 Okay, so actual Speech Day concert was okay, I guess. The graduating classes were excited (?) . Can't blame then for having long speeches on SPEECH day. Lydia and/or Ilaika had to stand near the front row until the speech was done. Poor girls (metaphorically). By the way, the parade was okay, nothing outstanding, nor suckish about it. Had to receive prize twice, one for best in English & English Literature (I thought I sucked on both subjects.) and 2nd in level. No need to boast anyway, since it was last year and receiving the award now feel rusty and lemau. The concert was okay too. Dancing and all that. Wushu was "badass", or tried to be. It ended around 6.30.

Then my mom and aunt (who were the audience) remembered that my sister (Natasha) was about to released from pri sch. Then I had to run all the way from ADSS to Greenwood. I was running faster than a cheetah being chased by a bullet (okay, doesn't make sense). Then when I got there, my other sister (Syaza) was already there to fetch Natasha -.- . My mom thought she haven't got back from ADSS. Anyway, auntie belanja-ed me KFC. Mmmm, it was delicious :P 

Then changed and rode MRT to causeway point. Had guitar class as usual. Nitash the rabbit-teeth (I mentiond him before in my long ago post) was annoying as hell, like usual. Mr Lim told me to buy a new guitar (around $300/$400) for the exams this year, since my guitar wasn't looking fine for exam. Okay, so I added it to my wishlist.

Then went to popular to look for stuff to buy. P/s: I got $40 popular voucher for the award. Then saw this book called Submarine by Joe Dunthorne. The book cover looked like the same art style as Jason Mraz's album. The story looked interesting so I "bought" it for $20. It's a bout a 15 year-old boy named Oliver Tate who is convinced his father is depressed and that his mother has an affair with her capoeira teacher. Oh, he is also trying to lose his virginity to his pyromaniac girlfriend before he turns sixteen. I only read the 1st few parts and so far the story is funny.

Oh, while looking around in Popular, saw The Geek In The Pink (Azam was wearing pink shirt o.o ), Syamimi and Chun Min.  Accompanied them to look for some stuffs for their project. In the end, they didn't buy anything other than from Popular. So went home at 10 pm . 

Okay that's all. I think I'll try to finish all my Maths homework today. There's damn loads of questions needed to be done. Okay, thanks for reading. See ya!

P/s: Here's some meaning towards you may not understand (see, I help you guys because I have nothing better to do ^^)
lemau- not crispy anymore (used for biscuits)
belanja- spend money for somebody else
capoeira- form of martial art and dance originally from Brazil
pyromaniac- desire to burn objects

All I hope is for us to be happy.