Woke up early in the morning and the body told the mind,
"Hey, lets just skip school". And the mind replied back,
"Sounds like a cool idea". So there there were, body and mind, sleepy peacefully on the bed together. Then something had to disturb the whole beautiful scene, the alarm clock.
"Wake up you assholes!" shouted the alarm clock. Lazy came running to help them. Lazy went straight to the alarm clock and hit him so hard, the alarm clock gave up and kept quiet. So the moral of the story? Make sure you have an alarm clock that can withstand such abuse. End of story.
Went to my younger brothers' parent teacher meeting on behalf of my mum. Apparently the family has some
'bad tummy ache' syndrome going around. I had it yesterday but it wasn't so bad until morning came along. I must admit that I miss parent teacher sessions cause thats the only time your teacher embarrasses you in front of your parents. Err, now that doesn't sound so nice.
Came to find out from my brothers' teacher that he is a very playful kid in class. I was telling myself,
"damn, I was like that". I was nodding my head in agreement and dare not try to cover my brother cause he is after all a little playful at times, just like his brother who is complaining about the whole damn affair. Met his other teacher too and he too had the same comment for the kid. I pity the kids though cause its nice to hear praises and stuff from teachers but hearing complaints is like an indirect insult to the parents. Shows that the parents do not tell their kids to behave in school. But then again, it could also mean there is no proper disciplinary action going to scare the kids to make them sit in their sits and just study till their heads crack. The kid's only in Primary two. I have to admit that even I don't know the meaning of some of the words found in his exam paper. Ooops. Yeah. I'm that bad in my Malay language, I'll have to admit to that. What?
Went to school, missed my UT, to meet the FYP team. I really had no mood to do anything cause my mind was more focused on what to do next instead of listening to dates. I just found out that I share alot of similarities with one of my supervisors. We don't like to write down stuff. We rather just listen and then do it. We control our time. Not time controls us. But then again, I forgot to ask about whatever will happen if last minute preparations fail. Shit.
June is going to be one hell of a ride. Sheraton Hotel performance coming up on the 6th of June and the boys will be handling it. Boys here refer to the senior boys in Beats Encore. We are still in Beats Encore and we are definitely not sexist just in case you thought we were. We just call ourselves Boys due to the fact that one of our tracks was called Boys Versus Girls. Girls don't get us wrong on this. There is no barrier between us boys and you girls. Err, what the hell am I saying. Speaking of Boys, I'm trying to recall how the whole boys things came about.
I remember telling Fadilah to organize the kids while I was away. I don't really know what the hell I went but when I came back, the girls were outside the room and the boys were inside. They were creating the beats as individual groups. I found the Boys beat very cool and I decided to join in the fun but contributing to the sounds of the whistle. Then bang! There you have it! BOYS! Sounds a little like Samba. Actually the bass beat sounds like one of the beats from another track that we recorded. Who cares?
In my attempt to find peace, I rented a DVD from the school library just to find out that it wasn't working well. The first half of the DVD was so scratched that it could not be played. I actually rented out Taxi 3 which I was 3 years back when I was in secondary school. I just like the car actually and the humor in it. Never did know that French people could be that funny. Watched the second half of the show which was like about 30 minutes remaining. Lucky I had already watched it before or I would cursed and swear at the librarian. Damn the user before me. Free things what. What you expect?
Okay, tomorrow is a big day for me. Please. Please help me. Cheers to myself. Damn. I'm losing it. Oh yeah. I borrow a book called
'ever wonder why'. Its damn cool lah! Like super cool lah. I feel smart all of a sudden.
Some questions you can find inside. Ever wonder why...
-extorted money is called blackmail
-people shake hands as a sign of friendship
-races have first, second and third placing
-ice cream is called sundaes
-the devil portrayed to have horns
and so many more!
Ain't that cool! I find it cool. If you want to know the answers, just ask me! I will answer all your queries, that is if you
ever wonder why.
.: ChiaK :.
