the aftermath.

Finally got time to blog. seriously, i got lotsa times. but all wasted. aburan jiu no mood, aburan jiu do hw, aburan jiu watch Tv and spent on lapsap things. Finally got that kind of Mood to update my Bullock. YESH!

School life = OH NO.!

ARGH. first day nia, i ard scared till wan cry. haha! you know that kind of feeling whn ur name are called to go up the stage to recite pledge. OMG. THE MAIN POINT IS why we need to angkat tangan when reciting ikrar lerh? if not, i bet only part of the students know i'm nervous. but bcos of my shaking hand. all gone. AAAAARGH. so xia suey! the worst thing is. i need to recite at least 2 pledges each month. Feel like puking.

Then HOMEWORK. another big problem. first day ard got so many hw. nowadays teacher too hardworking liao larh. tak boleh tahan. tak boleh faham. i still donno who invented the formula 1+1=0 in base two. Maths= Confusing. SAMA mcm Physics, Chem and Bio.

Then Tuition. mon, tues wed, fri = fully packed. haha! not that over larh actually. just that nearly everyday got tuition. very tired. this one, no comment.

Then Latihan Sukan. Mon and Wed for MERAH~! aihs. useless for me. cos i'm not good in sports. kaki pendek plus fat. run bu dao. jump bu dao. so no contribution. except for lontar peluru. haha!

Then Clubs. No more Setiausaha for me, PLEASE. ! chehwaaa. proud *.*

Then Kawad Kaki Pengawas. this year i'm teaching. my friends all bet prefect this year sure lose. haha! kan suai wo. bt thn, haha. at least i'm serious. and we had a hard time training. *P/S : dear prefects, we work as a team. no matter win or lose, we'd ard given our best. the important thing is the spirit of co-operating among us. thanks for the hard work and sorry for any harsh one. you know i'm bad-tempered at times. haha! Good Luck!"*

LONG STORY. so kapko la me. HAHA!


5 DAHLIA 2009!


found one nice poem by LI YU :

人生愁恨何能免

銷魂獨我情何限

故國夢重歸

覺來雙淚垂

高樓誰與上

長記秋晴望

往事已成空

還如一夢中

Eng Translation:
How can a man escape life's sorrow and regret?
What limit is there to my solitary grief?
I returned to my homeland in a dream,
As I awakened, I shed two tears.
Who now will climb up those high towers,
I remember those clear autumn scenes.
Those past events have lost their meaning,
They disappear as in a dream.