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Saturday, April 5, 2008 !@#$% 9:31 PM

Seven more days and it will happen.
ShitShit, went to madrasah just now.
Bought like, TWO packets of bbq black pepper chicken.
Shared it with Mai and Mirah.
The thing damn nice lah, thanks Mirah!
Bought Pink Dolphin and skittles.
I thought I was rabak with skittles but Mai is more rabak.
She actually bought both the sour and the original flavoured one.
Mirah bought the sour one first and Mai thought it was nice and bought the one I had and the sour juiced one.
Had a sucking competition during class with Mirah on who's face screwed the most.
I gotta admit it was mine. I hate sourness.
It's fatal, I tell you, FATAL!
Over-r-e-a-c-t-i-n-g.

Had oral and Investiture yesterday.
Oral was damn great, I was taken by Mr smooth talker tight pants.
I have no idea what his name is.
Just that he's a malay which looks like a chinese(I was like, WHAT?) and he wears skinnies.
No, not Mr Rezal. Mr Rezal's fashion sense is somtimes screwed.
This teacher is damn gerek.
He asked if I was from ELDDS after my reading aloud.
Talked about music and other fun stuff.
Conversation part, was asked if children should have enrichment.
I covered that part good.
Then was asked about my hobbies.
Answered with music and hanging out with friends.
He asked me to elaborate on my music taste, particular band or shit.
So, Avenged Sevenfold and HIM were my answers. Cheyy Huda.
Was asked why, again.
I answered A7X with, "I think they're a great band. They're political in some parts, having slighted Bush a bit. They support the troops in Iraq and I envy that they can make that good of music. I love the message that has come through with the music."
Yes, I memorised it! Hah, becuase I think I did good. Or maybe it was goof.
Anyways, I answered HIM with something like.. I love their music and the meanings through their songs. The message in there is really deep and I use some of their phrasses in both conversations and also compos.
Nerve wrecking that was, really.
Mr Tight Pants ended it with a, "Nur Huda.. Interesting."
For some reason, that made me feel kindda ... weird.
What? The dude wears tight pants for fuck's sake!
He's a teacher, mind you.
Well, excusing Mr Rezal, because he's just weird in his own way, no other teachers can wear tight pants or act like Pete Wentz under no circumstances what-so-ever.
Not even Mr Chan. =)

Ending this, I have skittles to eat and Brian to bother.
I love BrianTimothyAaronHunter people!

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