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Wednesday, November 01, 2006 @ Wednesday, November 01, 2006 +

"Fuck your management committee man. You guys are like really disorganized. Tell the whoever is in charged that this is a really fucked up event"

And who was I talking to? The vice president of the whole management club. Oops. Oops? Well, you see, I'm not in the losing end if I don't perform for you guys cause I can always ask CAP ig to pull one solo performance for ourselves. But the Babies practice really hard for it so it would be unfair if I had to turn down the offer.

Dry run? It was good except the fact that we were just too serious. Haha. When I looked at the video again, it was a sure fact that we were actually too focused and looking at each other for confirmation. Not a good sign. We would need to do something about it fast! Pretty good comments from the others..

"Baik lah eh korang.." "Eh dok, baik sak.." "Ngok ah sapa bawak naik nama.." "Yelah, drum pandai main, rebana tak tahu.."

Err..?? Quotes from my friends. So it was successful. While playing, I was actually focusing at someone in the crowd and I saw the expression on her face. Why didn't she acknowledge me?! Why didn't she say something! Remembered those days when we always had our love hate quarrels.

"You better not shout at me okay! Do you know you I am? Who the hell are you to tell me what I'm suppose to do?!"

I think I got a little of her trait but then again, ain't big bosses always the person who screws the rest? Err.. okay.

Today's like the ultimate screw up day for me I think. Everything went wrong and it's pissing me off real bad. I really need to learn to cool down or I'll be whacking people with bottles and sticks. Ah, screw management. I need freestyle.

Went out with the Babies in the afternoon during lunch to get the clothes for the performance. The guys got black crew tees while the girls got themselves black polo tees. The guys brought home white dog tags while the girls got themselves the orange dogtags. And it was all cause I lost to Mummy Eliza in a classic scissors paper stone game. Arghzz.. Mummy!!! I takder lup sama lu lagi ahz.. Haha

On the way from school (see, I'm jumping events here and there. I'll definitely fail if this was an essay write up) went to eat with the small gang at MacDonald. Sharime, Tim, Nad & Niza were there. We were laughing our heads off talking about jokes and stuff. I swear I think we were the loudest in MacDonald.

Went to meet Zul and the Dikir Boys after we had our dinner and went home with Zul. I realized that whenever I hang out with him, we always talk utter crap and I think our 'crap session' just now gave me a 'jaw-ache' I think that was the worst 'lepak' session we had. We were laughing so hard it echoed through the neighborhood (literally) That's just fucked up..

.: SoMetiMes itS MoRe thaN thaT :.





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