TO HELL WITH TODAY (THURSDAY):

today is one hell of a long day. i shall divide them in sections and explain all the nonsense that i'm facing. sickshit. blarhs.

.morning.road.to.school.
woke up kinda late today then rush myself to school. not knowing that i forgot to take my towel so went back home to get it again. i think i miss a bus so yeah have to wait for quite awhile. so got up to my bus to interchange then on the 2nd stop was reallie wasted. cusx the bus 811 went pass my bus and i guess what? i saw michelle! then i was like 'dammit. wasted.' pretty unlucky.

.our.3hours.break.
went down to canteen and realising that theres a basketball tournament going on. so went there look see look see for awhile then saw michelle again. said hi to her and later i saw irfan with his team mates and all. he said their side won 13 - 12, quite risky though. then since we got nothing to do and we're like so free and also since alex got his license and rented a jeep-alike so why not man. we hop in to his car and head up to seletar resevoir (the so-called mount akina.) HAHA. lucky we didnt puke and all haha cusx he was trying to be funny with his car. sickening alex. you eileen you.

.our.jamming.session.
jamming session was alright but the worse part was finding the carpark. it was reallie a headache moment. everywhere doesn't seem to have a proper carpark and all then we have to search slowly here and there. oh alex almost busted a car hahaha. alex his only an uncle -.-". then went jamming. everything was alright. then yarhs so on and all.

.later.part.
i was pretty upset and emo today cusx of my hp pick. my pick crack dammit. it came out. its a unique item which michelle and i own it. i'm gonna try everyway to make it back again. but yarhs in the end it got back together and all. then audition came along. moving the items and all is alright but almost everything was SCREWED UP. *i try not to say any vulgarities.* the microphone was having problem then later was the amplifier then later was my amplifier not boosting enough sound then i got some shit comments from that greed-for-girls-teacher.

.to.that.shit.talking.tcher.
you realise something? you just move your mouth and do nothing about it. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. get what i mean? you complain and whine so much but did you do a thing beside giving comment? you are pathetic cusx you play the same shit over and over again everywhere you go and what are you trying to proof this 2 years that i'm encounting? i see you how you bloody lost your pride to girls. all you know is about girls. sup with you old man? you want it all smoothly and well organise but have you thought about what you are doing? have you put in effort? you put nothing but your cheap mouth. you commented that i got a problem in my playing but did you help me in anything? NO. you complain so many thing about the sound system but did you do anything to it? NO. do you know how i picture you? you are one damn lackey. your mouth is as stink as your character.

.bandmates.
caught up with my bandmates after all those low class performance that the school provide. went to macdonald to chill out and all. nothing much happen. just talk around and do some catching up. yeahyeah. so on and etc.

.mood.
today suck terribly. everything is not going my way and none of the thing is close to my prediction. audition, jamming, hp and so much more. i feel as if theres some barrier compressing me. you know what am saying? its like being compressed and and being pulled at my side. you know how does that feel? its like you got so many thing in hand and theres always a mouth to bring you down to make you feel so much worse. its always the same thing repeating. faustration, irritation, annoying, stress and panick. keeps repeating. i cant do anything else but to calm myself down by looking at those message that michelle send to me. those are the ones which i know that it will put a smile on me. thankyousomuchmyvalentine. =)

- forget about the mocking and comments that i'm facing cusx you made me smile not by those words from you but those words from your heart. -