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Friday, August 24, 2007 @ Friday, August 24, 2007 +

Bla bla bla. Everyone has already heard of the old story. Stories about how busy I've been and stuff but no more of that old news. Lets just get down to business.

School is out. Err, okay is this the part I'm suppose to go "yay!"? What ever it may be, yes, school has just finished its semester and dag nabbit, I've just started to start enjoying school. Hmm. You get my point right. Well, actually no. I've been slacking alot lately and yes, Hafez does have his daily dose of woman's PMS. Its Putting up with My own Shit. Oh well, whatever it is, its up to you to go figure out.

16 weeks of school. Lovely indeed. One more semester and thats it. I'm free and away from school. Quite scary actually. For the first time, I'm feelin worried about leaving the school. Not that the school needs me, the fact that I need the school. Haha. I never did dream of reaching this point in my life. In fact, it didn't occur to me that I will be facing this soon. Oh well, time will decide for me then.

So lets start bitching now. Oh yes, I'm in the mood for that. Apparently, some woman, yes a woman with a class of her own, is not happy with the way I work. Oh, and when I say work, I mean my drums. Ah ah ah. Everyone knows you can't insult Hafez and his drums. He will flip. And did he flip. When I heard about the remarks about my smaller ensemble, I was pissed pissing flip flipping flipped! I mean, how could you refer to me as 'Hafez and his Joker friends' Insulting me is good enough but adding kerosene to the flame is worse! Oh yes, I will say something soon but of course I won't go to the extend of killing her.

I don't want to end up with a 'Woman, dies after being hit with a Djembe'. Thats just pure stupid. And the best thing is, I can never understand why people blog about it before they commit a crime and when the girl was found in the longkang or something like that, they found out that she was being bullied or something. And best thing is, how did the police or reporters knew about the blog entry. Makes me wonder. So if I said something like 'YOU SUCK!' think they will know? God knows..

Thats all.. Woohoo! I want to sleep!

.: Miss My ShA :.





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