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| Michy and I have succesfully brainwashed Lingy into getting addicted to the blogging world. And her very first blog, on the very auspicious 9th September was written quite well indeed. Doesn't seem like she's going to need much help to blog around.
In the meanwhile, Li-Yen's birthday is tomorrow and Ichiro and I have a surprise for her. *insert wicked laugh here* Anyways, today was good. I went for a movie. Anacondas was only average. There's not much thrill in it. The storyline was slightly below average. All in all, it's an ordinary rating for an ordinary movie with and ordinary plot.
Met up with Ichiro afterwards and boy, was he absolutely gorgeous. *blinking myself back into reality* I still never thought I would hear myself say this. Gorgeous. How many times am I going to keep saying that?! Wow, the power of Ichirocus.
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| Recent events have brought me back to my senses. Recent events have taught me a lesson, that the world does not revolve around me alone. I realized that I need people in my life and someone to support me. It struck me that I'm not the only person on earth and I need someone to be my back bone. That's where friends come in.
All my life, I've had many, many friends. But only a handful were true friends. Only a handful. At this point of my life now, there are only a few. Those who are extremely close to me. First of all, Pyo, my sister. She's been the one supporting me the whole way, even when I didn't quite like her "I'm in charged" attitude. Then again, it's her attitude that makes her a walking talking personal organiser.
Then there's Fiona, whom I have had a big clash with ONCE, over some issues back in KDU. Still, now we are good friends. Only problem is that we are so far apart now, and I hardly meet up with her. Third is Ringo, and she's my best friend in college. Her first impression to me was a snobbish person, but when I really got to know her, I think she's pretty sweet. Then there's Michy. She's my type of chic. We have retarded brains which are cool. We say retards rule and crap all the way together. That's what I call crazy.
Recently, a guy came into my life and turned it around a full 180 degrees. I am pretty much amazed at how I could change myself to fit in. I don't know why, but I don't like to change myself. But somehow, the thing is, everything I experience with him, is a first time. My first time getting jealous over petty little things, my first time being emotional, my first time being tensed in a relationship, my first time not getting enough of someone. Weird. I agree.
While some may argue that the change was not good at all, in fact it was terrible, I beg to differ. At least, he would shoot me back in the face and figuratively tell me to wake up and smell the reality, that the world doesn't revolve around me alone. And that I have to think aboot others and not be a selfish little spoilt brat, which is true, by the way. I thank him for that. I never regretted jumping into a relationship with him, although I know it happened too fast.
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| Remy used to be my crush, but eversince people started noticing his good looks, and not to mention bod, I decided not to have a crush on him. So, today I did something really wrong. I went up to him and told him that he had a fan club. This fan club was actually Dura's idea. Since both Dura and Stephanie were so tremendously into the idea of him as their crush, I announced to him of his popularity.
Dura and Steph were utterly shocked, which by the way, I find rather amusing. Now, I'm actually feeling really bad for defaming the two members of 'Remy Fan Club' (RFC). But, I guess it was a good start to the day.
I saw Ichiro this morning. When the bus was at Masjid Jamek to pick up the rest of the students, Ichiro saw the school bus and looked for me. When he spotted the Limkokwing sign, what he suspected was true. He knocked the glass window and lo' and behold. Ichiro in the flash, right there, so real, and so... how should I put it, yayful? I was struck with utter disbelief, but at the same time I was so excited that he was there, that I almost wanted to get out of my seat and out of the bus and hug him. Almost.
That certainly lit up my day. Okay, I'm going to laugh for the rest of the day now. Oh, wait. I have Journalism after this, and since Hakimah resigned (due to her inability to accept criticisms), I have to admit that I'm kind of worried if they'll get a new lecturer in time so that history doesn't repeat itself. History refering to what Aziman did to us last year. He made me get a C+ for journalism. How could he even tell? He wasn't even paying attention to the presentation! He finished the whole syllabus in 4 weeks! We were only given two week's time to finish 4 news reports and grabs (2 weeks minus the 10 days of debating about what is allowed and what format should be used - through the EMAIL!!!). Seriously, I hate him.
And I hate for that to happen again this semester. | | |
| Presentation yesterday was absolutely horrific. It was hell on earth. We were hammered with a zillion questions with no time to think of how to answer them. Yeap, that's Puan Anita's class. Everything we say is wrong, and when we try to justify our own opinions, she says we're being defensive against her ideas (which were, to her, the correct way of thinking). I thought we live in a free country. Anyways, while Lingy was presenting, she was already ambushed in the middle of her presentation with plenty of questions that made her a little frustrated, I guess. I was so nervous when I was presenting I felt my knees shaking. Make that vibrating.
Right now, ThankGodIt'sOver. | | |
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