

i was walking home from the bus stop and this pretty black celica drove past.i couldnt help but stare at it take its lead in front and then turn away. tt was when i took my eyes off the car.then it came back again! this time,it slowed down complimenting my pace. he wind down the windows,took off his shades and ....ooOOOoooo. this guy asked me where lentor green was.so i told him go down,turn right..bla blaba. then he said thanks and i started walking back.then he called to get my attention again THEN that was when he started this conversation about how i look this this girl from NTU,he insists tt i was tt NTU girl. then he told me he just got his masters degree at NTU,flaunting obciously. i dont know whether i was rude but i was walking as he was talking (and driving at prolly 10km/hr). all i wanted was to get home as fast my legs could bring me and dump my things and just LIE down and SLEEP. i could tell it was more than lentor green he wanted to know. he finally ended the aimless conversation asking me whether i would like to trade contacts.i apologized and declined, he respected me and said goodbye. he was a nice guy but ...nah. i know youre reading this baby but please note that hes just a total stranger.period.
well.enough bout lentor green guy.i finally completed my book.i cant believe im working so hard for my mock up for today's work check. i think i'll really lose my mind for the ACTUAL finalized book on the 10th week.
i was on the bus and was thinking about the conversation between firdaus and i had earlier in school.
firdaus:'aye,do you think if we dont do well for this work check, the dean will kick us outta this course?'
me:' i dont think so.unless they decide to be mean and do so.
firdaus:' if they kick me out, i dont know what i'll do man.
me: "if they EVER kick me outta the course, i'll switch to music (:
firdaus:" but music can earn money meh?"
me: "i love music more than anything.its my drug.not the money larh.when people start appreciating my music that's MY money (:
i feel that when you follow your heart. thats when youre truly contented and happy deep inside (:
Monday, August 15, 2005
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