I m only left with my MT o levels. My EOY and maths were over. But not too happy... My exams are not totally oer yet. I really need to put my best for my mother tongue and maths paper. For MT, I already retaking da 2nd round and I m not going to repeat this again for my maths. Never!!! I had wasted my parents money.
I always got A1 for my MT, but why during "o"s I m not able to do as well. What will my teachers think of me??? Maybe because I was over too confident. But I don't want to be seen as a proud student. Prou for what? Going to NA stream? What is there to be proud of ??? Maybe what my mum say is true: I already made big mistake by going 2 NA stream. Everyone, my teachers, frenz, cousins all thoght that I can go Express but I had betrayed their high impressions on me.
I m dissappointed with myself too, sometimes. Whenever I dreamt high, I usually achieve low. No matter what I still want 2 get A1 for my MT and maths cause on with that I stand a higher chance to go JC. Insyallah...In life, I must fight for what I want . I cannot just expect results to drop fro the sky.
As for my sleeping habits, I still could not cope with it. My mumis always mad at me about this matter. Sorry mum, can't help it. It's getting over addictive!!! I can go bonkers without it.
As for now, pillows aside,donkeys aside. Study,study,study. If you think I m crazy, it is up to you to decide.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Hari Raya 2008 (Part1)
I had a wonderful time yesterday going out wif my goody 4/1 frens. :) They are jovial and sometimes to the extend of going bonkers. Ha...ha... I almost got influence by them. I thought all da 4/1 malay kids will come. Sadly, only da six of us came (me, yaaqinah, filza, sakinah, wali, zaim, deesraf) + hafiz (4/2). We planned to meet at 9pm. I thought I was gong to be late as I came out of my house at 8:50am. My SJAB frens will know hw "PUNCTUAL" I am... By the time I reached in front of boots & shoes it's already 9:05am. So... early hor...lol
To my amazement, non of the girls have reached yet. On wali zaim and weirdly cheng yu??? My first impression was that I thought heis going to follow us for hari raya. But actually he is waiting for li hui. I dun know. Maybe they are going out.
Wali was wearing pale pink baju kurong wif a brooch sticked to his songkok. Kinda cute. He is the only one among the bouys wearing the malay tradisional costume. So sad... (Budaya Melayu telah pupus di telan zaman)
The rest of them were wearing casual outfits. Feel like punching their faces!!! Sooner, the rest of the girls arrived. Filza and sakinah is wearing kain songket like me except that sakinah's look exactly like me only different colour. I like filza's misty green contacts! Lovely... Oh, Iike their make-up and hair do too. They are so into fashion!!! Cool babe... Btw Wali commented on my outfit too. He said that I look gorgeous in my scarf. I dun really know weather he meant it or not. I kinda blush for half a second... (Paiseh)
First, we attacked seri's house. Luckily she woke up and bath already. Not like last when they came to her house, she was awake yet. But i dun really like da cats around the house. Its very disturbing, to make things worse, I have phobia for cats.Guess wat i did??? All the time in da house I kept lifting my leg on da sofa. Da boys kept on giggling on my stupidity. Very funny. they said I looked totally retarded. So sad...
After that when to nabilah's house. During da journey, Wali and yaaqinah sat together in da bus and the rest of them kept teasing da both of them. In da first place they were wearing the same colour so our first impression of them was they look like lovely couple. As for me, I have no comments. They are just friends to me...
At wali's house, his mum prepard for us fried rice dumpling. Yummy... same like what my mum use to cook too. All da way his mum kept calling him "Wali Baby". Its amused me alot... After that she showed us some video when wali was 1-2 years old. Damn cute!!! The interesting part is the sleeping position. Imagine a baby sucking on a milk bottle and sleeping. Imagine that yourself.
To be continued...
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