Monday, August 30, 2004
yeeaee.. music half free period.. haiz.. screwed up mood.. ydae was a scary day.. kay lah.. not d whole day.. only five mins.. got a msg from sumbody.. (not ur msg lah timah.. sumone else).. niwae, it was sumthing abt "shitified" n "pissified'". i thot dat [sumbody] was angry at me.. wait.. maybe [she] is angry at me.. kay lah.. but didnt get to ask [her].. argh!.. niwaes, my parents spoilt my plans ydae.. wanted to [walk] after madrasah.. haiz.. budden.. haiz.. n my messenger.. zulhairy.. told him to pass msg to [her].. but he didnt mit [her] online.. argh.. niwaes, by the time [u] read this, i think it will b 2 late.. niwaes, wanted to ask [u] if u can call me today.. wanted to tell [u] sumthing.. budden, nvm.. n wanted to ask [u] another thing.. wad time [u] going pioneer 2moro? tot of going 2gether.. haiz.. shittz.. havent buy tchrs day stuff.. haha.. my mum force me buy cards for RI tchrs.. if i buy, i'll put curses on d card.. haiz.. im in a cappified mood now.. dunno y.. maybe withdrawal symptom.. addiction.. addicted to [u].. kay fine.. i wun make [u] vomit blood lah.. shit.. period over.. toodles for now
.fendy(.fRendy)
strummed the guitar at 8/30/2004 08:39:00 AM
Saturday, August 28, 2004
yawn.. long time no blog.. now disguising under few windows of guitar tabs.. haiz.. my leg still kinna hurts.. when i scratch la.. niwae, its a long story, but i'll tell it niwae..
starts on friday, got house carnival.. not those pasar malam carnival, but sports carnival.. got squash at squash court(duh), tennis, badminton, basketball, table tennis, rugby, hockey and of course, softball! kay.. did i miss anything out? doubt so.. well, niwae.. b4 sembahyang jumaat, i finally decided 2 take part in d carnival.. but cudn't decide which one to try.. niwae, i tot of trying out badminton, course PE syllabus is currently badminton.. budden fahd advised me not to.. then roubang(his name is lee hong jie, but we call him hong rou pang.. lol.. den change to rou bang..) niwae, roubang saed basketball is in dire needs of manpower, so i deciced that "well, a player who can't bounce the ball is better then no player at all..".. lol.. niwae, fast forward, after sembahyang jumaat, i went to basketball court.. then christopher saed "takde.. basketball takde lagi.. no more space lah".. n d moz funni thing is he saed it like a mat.. try imagining dat.. btw, he DOES NOT take malay as mother tongue or third lang./. niwae, he later told me.. "pegi softball.. softball short of ppl".. so i started walking, confused.. den met walter.. he asked "hey. which sport r u participating in?" den i saed i dunno.. den he "go softball! they nid ppl! go NOW!" den iwas like "erm.. okay.. relek ah.. " n iran 2 d stadium steps, den met wee hao, n he immediately put me in.. n i sat next to alfred for a while.. then we won the first match WIFOUT playing.. Buckley walkover.. lol.. kay.. den we played against Moor house.. weehao put me on third base.. niwae, first inning (did i get the term rite? weehao?enghao?joshua? correct rite?).. niwae, first inning Hullett was fielding.. so since i was third base, n since my reflex wasnt fast enuf(weehao claimed.. grr.. i mean, he threw a straight ball while i wasnt on guard, wadahell.. lol) i move a bit near to the third base front.. n i cant remember which batter was it, but farish toss.. then batter swung d bat.. contact the ball.. ball flew.. TOWARDS THIRD BASE.. n i was like "o shit! o shit!" n i absentmindedly caught d ball.. WIF MY RIGHT HAND! wdf.. btw, for those who dunno, the right hand is the one WIFOUT glove.. niwae, it was a foul ball.. dunno wad happened to d batter.. n second inning, hullet batting.. i was the seventh batter.. after farish.. n farish kena struck out.. so sad.. n when it was my turn i was like "god, save us x 100".. lol.. niwaes, since i was too tense, i didnt bat the first toss.. but lucky it was not a strike.. a ball lah.. den second one oso i didnt swing, cos it was fweeking near my waist.. or my.. nvm.. kay.. then third toss i over excited, n i swung, so strike 2.. (we start wif one strike one ball).. kay.. last toss.. Moor ppl were like "swing batter! last chance!".. n Hullett was going "Pitcher pressure! pitcher pressure! go pitcher, one last chance!".. it was 2 strikes, 3 balls.. so, he tossed.. i swung.. n i got a bunt.. so i ran like shit to the first base.. yeeaee! kay.. niwaes, after long time.. we finally progressed n i got to third base.. budden d batter got struck out, so hullet lost, so i can't do homerun.. so sad.. niwaes, to cut short.. we later won morrison n bayley.. which meant we won!! tributes to alfred.. who was the last guy who bat during bayley match.. he was so tense b4 it.. cos he sayed hes a lousy batter.. but he did hit d ball.. he did run.. he did slide to the first base, just b4 d first bse guy catch d ball.. so he let in a home run! n we won! (three cheers x3 for alfred).. niwae, im getting out of focus.. during d morrison match, alwin tossed a ball.. d morrisonian didnt bat it.. but Michael (our catcher) DID NOT CATCH D BALL.. so it went pass d track.. down the slope.. when michael tried to take the ball back, he slid down.. n both his legs got stuck under the fence.. yes ppl, a part of RI fence iznt rooted to the ground.. so one guy called for help.. n eng hao n me went down to help.. farish later helped to pull us up.. after saving michael, i tried going up the slope, cos my glove was like halfway up.. but i slid down, n one of my leg got caught under d fence.. ouch.. not relli dat pain la.. only a bit of blood.. n my sock was red.. kay niwae, i kicked d fence wif my left leg, n got out.. n i climbed halfway at ANOTHER PART OF THE SLOPE which is more climbalbe, n farish pull me up halfway.. n pushed me up oso.. n well, he didnt miss dat chance to finger my ass.. lol.. niwae, went to wash my leg.. den got redy for bayley match.. n most importantly.. WE WON!! yeeaee! hullett c div softball: gold.. yeeaee..
niwae, going off now.. To: U noe who u r..
Tell me if my messenger giv u trouble.. cos im gonna tie him up wif saadiq.. lol.. miss u lotz!
strummed the guitar at 8/28/2004 10:32:00 PM
Monday, August 23, 2004
Kay.. Yoohoo! finally posting a post again..dis time disguising under english poetry presentation.. about siegfried sassoon.. a war poet.. lol.. kay.. weird things seems to b happening to me.. good n bad.. freshest one i can remember was when i was going home.. at boonlay mrt.. i heard sum small pri skool gurls (I m NOT a pedophile.. please..) toking.. niwae, i heard gurl A asking sumthing like
"But i dun understand y he like me leh.."
Gurl B answered " Of course wad.. U r a gurl, of course he like you.."
N i was like saying to my self " Oh. Nonono.. She’s a boy, that’s he like her.. wadahell"..
Kay fine, dun geddit izit? Nvm..
Niwae, i went library on Sunday after madrasah.. quite worth it lah.. got Shakespeare’s "Merchant of Venice".. n sum other stuff.. wun tok abt it..
Kay, i seem 2 b forgetting wad i want 2 post leh.. o yar.. seem to be picking up ricky martin songs again.. ever since hyqel(my guitar vice-chair) borrowed my M. Jackson Number Ones.. lol.. kay.. niwaes, sum of d songs r quite catchy leh.. like Amor, Spanish Eyes(Lola lola), Private Emotions, Jaleo, Shake your bon2.. niwaes, qouting a verse from shake ur b2:
"I’m a desporado,
Underneath your window,
I see your silhouette,
Are you my Juliet ?
I feel a mad connection,
With your body.."
Dis part is damn freaking nice.. especially when he sings "connection" n ^with your body^ like almost connected liddat.. sing in one full swing.. lol.. damn kool.. niwae, got one entry dat i’ve been procrastinating.. I got dis bdae card.. from a special fwen.. wait, dis yr i oni got 4 bdae cards.. n all from the same person.. hehe.. kay, so i tot i shud like type out the card onto my blog, so that my blog will finally be SIGNIFICANT TO MYSELF.. kay, niwae, here it is
".....
Alas, the countdown has ended. The day has come. Its your 14th b’dae! [ur a big boy now.. why’re you so tall :P] Gosh! Time have flown by so fast. I just wanna wish you all the best for your future life. Anyway, remember last year I wrote a poem and a message with a ‘not exactly friends" thingy. Well, I take that back. I was really angry at something to make me say that and I regret it. Relli sorri. Even though we may not see each other everyday and after all the ‘hustle bustle’ we faced, I just want you to know that I will always be your best friend you met seven years ago, k? Oh yea, one more thing, as for last year I didn’t give you a gift, so i made up for it this year. Sorry, if my packaging was a little lame. Hope you like my gifts, coz’ each one is very meaningful. That’s all for now.. Happy Birthday Fendy.. and may all your wishes come true :)
...."
Pls notice all the ^...", which means that i did not write the greetings n signing off, or else it mite be too obvious who sent it.. N mayb bcos DIS IS ALL MEMORY WORK, SO OF COS CANT B PERFECT RITE? Niwaes, altho it may be to late, to that somebody: Juz wanted to say thanks for d 3 e-cards, d hard copy card, & d other gifts.. (dey made me cair.. especially d one inside d envelope wif d card) N moz importantly, tanx 4 being there 4 me..
P.S: Did i mention that i printed out the e-cards? Lol.. N did i mention i beat up one of my drama frens for touching d printouts? Serious..
Toodles for now
strummed the guitar at 8/23/2004 09:44:00 PM
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
yoohoo.. im slacking at computer lab.. lol.. free period.. *growl*.. woops.. havent had lunch.. lol.. niwaes, im in a crap mood now.. lol.. dunno y.. haiz.. oh yar.. btw, to U Noe Who U R.. lol.. does d 'p' & 'j' in ur nick contain any significance? or izit juz a coincedence dat MY nick is '.pj'? lol.. okae.. im doing philosophy slideshow.. n guess wads my presentation is about? PROSTITUTION.. yeaee! haha.. lol.. wdv.. kay fine, not funny... but.. haha.. kind of funnie.. my 2 group members r d horny type.. kay, make it 3 if u include me.. but im not horny lah, dat is, as compared to dem.. lol.. kay.. im still mourning.. about my class jersey.. i go n put '.fendy'.. haiz.. n d number '96'.. lame rite? rite.. kos i wanted 69.. but adly took dat leadi.. den i take 96.. but d moment i got home, a thought fell from the heavens.. Y D HELL DIDN'T I TAKE 24?? grr.. n for d mane.. shud have taken 'Oct', or '.capulet' or '.montague'.. kay, mayb not montague.. or capulet.. but oct or fendy is acceptable.. but Y D HELL 96?? .. i kip cursing myself for it.. til today.. haiz.. n next week tuesday to friday going malaysia.. stupid lah my skool.. force my batch go there.. n pay 180 bucks each person.. haiz.. n guess where r we going to stay?.. Institute Haiwan ..... Kluang, Johor!.. lame rite?. well, u dun expect to stay in grand hyatt or swiss garden wif 180 bucks rite? haiz.. n now, MY MESSENGER IS HEALED! Yeaee!! lol.. kay lah.. long, complicated story.. wun spill d beans.. but my messenger v.2 is pissed wif me.. stupid weehao.. N HE THREATENED TO HACK INTO MY ACCOUNTS! Shithead.. well not hack, juz log in.. COS HE KNOWS MY PASSWORD FOR MY BLOG + 3 EMAIL ACCOUNTS!! *curse in java*.. lol.. kay lah.. but a note to Wee Hao.. I'VE CHANGED MY PASSWORDS!! Haha.. Look who's d dickhead now? kay lah.. in my classmate's eyes its still me.. lol.. but u oso.. lolz.. haha.. lame.. wdv.. fine.. not funny.. grr.. ade malaikat blakang aku.. grr.. astarghfirullah.. masyallah.. allah humma.. lol.. cough.. kay.. not funni.. haha.. kay.. now, im bored.
strummed the guitar at 8/18/2004 02:23:00 PM
Saturday, August 14, 2004
Yoohoo world.. long time no blog.. yawn.. now helping my cousin wif her dugong project.. hahaz.. such a corny project.. haiz.. so bored.. banned from chatting on msn.. but i have my own .PJ Messenger.. got version 1.0 & version 1.5.. lol.. but the best version is still version 1.0.. my ver 1.0 is non other den..(drumrolls0.. zulHAIRY.. yeaee! woops! wrong emphasis.. its ZULhairy, not zulHAIRY.. sowee.. n my ver 1.2 is WEEEEEEEhao.. hahaz.. but he useless lah.. i evn gave him my email password, but he cudnt evn send a 'kol me' msg to a someone.. haiz.. but at least he's trying to help.. tanx u guyz!
niwaes, yesterday was friday.. the 13th.. such a bad day for me.. got 2 tests.. n did i mention, BACK 2 BACK?.. argh.. history n physics.. i screwed the history one.. too distracted during d test.. n overconfident.. den physics was a bit better.. hope 2 cover up hist wif physics.. haiz.. den, after sembayang jumaat, got PBMIR AGM.. but i didnt go.. cos got guitar.. later on afzhal asked me y i didn go, but i'll elaborate later.. niwaes, i went 4 guitar practice.. i omoz got into hot soup, coz i didnt memorise the movable scales patterns.. haiz.. but mr gaspar, my coach, being a nice guy, teached(?) me how lah.. n i managed 2 get it after twice trying.. den he told me muz memorise.. budden later i kena damn bad.. after khairul came.. d whole ensemmble had to do one ensemble piece.. haiz.. when he tried sections by sections, d bass section kena scolding.. n btw, d bass section is ME N KHAI.. lol.. cos we didnt play properly.. d contrabass (arri n his chinese friend) did better.. haha.. d basses section seems to b dominated by malays(pointed out by hyqel- vice-chairman).. not trying 2 b racist.. but seriously, d bass section suck.. me n khai.. khai duzn noe how to read a single note shit.. im a weak reader, but improving fast.. but khai kip asking me abt diff parts of the piece dat i forgot other parts.. n in d end, i forgot d notes for omoz d whole piece.. haiz.. n juz now khai kol n ask me to write d notes on MY score so he can copy down.. dat is SO not helping in my note reading.. haiz..
den after practice we had PT(its more of play time den physical training.. hahaz).. many people ran away.. as for me.. i played soccer.. n it was a funny first got seven per team.. den it was down to 4.. den it was a 3-2 match.. den was a 3-4 match.. den it was 3-3 match.. n 2 guys in d match owaes switch teams, so it was damn dangerous to pass d ball to them near d goalpost(either one of d two goalposts.. hahaz.. it duzn matter.. nvm..) n finally d match ended wif a tie.. 4-4.. haha.. 3 out of d four goals from d other team was by dat guy who swithed teams evri few mins.. n i was d one who passed d ball 2 dat guy for all three times.. hahaz.. n d three from my team was scored by me.. hahaz.. all tyco ones.. i spent like fifteen seconds at d goalpost area.. kick to keeper, bounce 2 me.. kick, bounce.. kick bounce, finally i scored.. hahaz.. n d fourth goal was by gregory.. he was around playing tennis wif anand.. so he joined in last few seconds.. n he scored.. hahaz..
den after dat afzhal met me n tok 2 me.. it was d first time seeing afzhal so serious.. scary.. he asked me y i didnt go 4 AGM.. i saed i got guitar.. he saed khai oso got guitar, y he can go agm.. den i saed i skipped guitar too many times leadi.. two months practices i skipped cos of dramafeste.. den he mentioned sum stuff abt me saying dat i dun want 2 contribute to mcc.. den he saed i was appointed batch ic, but the thing was i wasn evn there when it was announced.. k lah.. den we had a long talk while anand, greg n jeremy played basketball.. haiz..
after all those crap.. i went 2 buy a one litre carton of strwberry milk.. shared wif anand.. greg bought one for his own.. i drank like 5 cups of milk.. bleargh.. practically drunk.. lol.. den we went home together.. den we.. nvm.. im not supposed 2 say dis to anyone, so i wont.. lol..
dugong...
strummed the guitar at 8/14/2004 01:31:00 PM
Thursday, August 05, 2004
*yawn*.. long tyme no blog.. now blogging while hiding under history assignment windows.. haiz.. niwaes, firstly.. I would like to congratulate the ‘Friday’ production members for getting the 18 points: Azizul( Scriptwriter/Director/New-Shawn/Make Up artist/ previous HOUSE CAPTAIN), Walter(Joel), Lian Sheng(Ex-Asst Director/ Ex-Shawn), Anish(kevin) Me (Ex-Ben/New Person), Daniel (Ex-Person/ New Ben/ Asst. Stage manager), Rahul(Ryan), Hadri Sopri(Kamariah), Jireh(advisor/make-up artist), Amin (Mr Do-Everything), Justin & Chris(Stage Manager & Lights/Ex-Emcee respectively), Sibi (watcher?), Akesh(moral support?), Hadri’s JC friends (make up) & all others dat i have not mentioned..
niwaes, now, back to me(god.. dats like.. SO vain).. niwaes, SOME PEOPLE are mocking me in their blogs.. well, they think i cant go online means i wun noe.. well, for your info, there's this thing called FRIENDS? Du’uh.. my god.. how bitchy can i get.. well, i can choose to mock them back a hundred times harder and better till they cant even comprehend wad im saying(well, they dun even comprehend the word ‘comprehend’.. wadaya expect? Mat r*gger wad.. bah! Woops.. sori.. haha)
well, im not in a mocking mood now.. cos im pissed wif dis certain sumone.. VERI pissed.. k lah, mayb not pissed, just.. disappointed? Heartbroken? well, mayb my anger/disappointment is baseless.. mayb im too sensitive.. or egoistic as ppl may put it.. but still.. we met at primary 2.. dat makes a total of 7 yrs of friendship.. we became best frens since like 4 yrs ago.. but still, y did u.. nvm.. haiz.. when u made a new mail, all my other ‘friends’(or adversaries) know about it like WAY before me.. n when u ot new blog, u erm.. LINK THEIR BLOGS AS TO YOUR BLOG.. haiz.. u noe me 4 7 yrs, n u noe them 4 hardly 7 months(divide by two, dat makes it 3.5 months!) wait.. sorri.. i know i have NO RIGHTS to stop u from makng friends wif my enemies.. i know lah.. its like wad, ONLY SEVEN YEARS? N u know them 4 like HARDLY 3.5 MONTHS? Apparently u chose the 3.5 months friendships over ONE, PHATETIC 7 YEAR friendship.. sigh.. nvm.. i made friends wif ONE of ur enemy at skool, u blew up.. i respected ur request n distant meself frm dat bitch.. n now u r IN GOOD TERMS WIF THE VERY SAME PEOPLE WHO LITERALLY(n metaphorically) KICK/PUNCH/THROW/PUSH ME AROUND? Wait.. nvm.. in the end.. im just me.. just a person..
strummed the guitar at 8/05/2004 10:08:00 AM
