fck. today was bad luck.
i was late for APEL which starts at 8.
by the time i reached, they ended class. -_-
i blew my 10bucks on cab fare that was supposed to help me be punctual.
apparently, the road decided it should congest.
and the traffic lights decided to turn red whenever i'm reaching.
AND I LOST MY EZLINK.
instincts are telling me that i might have dropped it in bus 67. i realised it wasn't in my pocket when i was about to alight. i didn't go back to check cos the bus was full of smelly students! grrr. thank goodness i've got no school tmr. will probably take the time to go cck and ask abt it. gawd, this is so troublesome.
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/sidetracking/
Jap class on tuesday was soooo freaking fun!
i like. laughed quite alot too.
and one that i'll never forget is..
i thought it was nothing funny at first until Zul pointed out to me, kari dier masin lah. something malay peeps can understand. LMAO! i couldn't control my laughters lor!!! -_- the meaning? it's something non-malay peeps would say now..
"no, i don't understand."
yeah! and i know quite a few phrases too!
chotto matte kudasai (which according to sister, a more polite way used when she was working at the hotel is shosho omachikudasai)
ogenki desu ka.
watashi was Shingaporu-jin.
oyo kagaku no gakusei desu. (i'm an Applied Science student!!)
HEH. can't wait for next jap class. (:
/sidetracking/
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CCA Recruitment Drive is on.
TP is currently chaotic, brimming with freshies and others promoting their CCA. i wanted to sign up for Netball. but i had second thoughts. their training will be in the evening and it's not okay unless i live nearby. but i still wanted to go for the trials just to see if my skills are still intact.
i chicken out at the last min.
typical.
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i walked past TPDE's booth the first time and.. i don't feel belonged. WHAT THE HELL. am i transparent or what? urgh. and i've heard that the dance studio is now a tensely place? because everybody is competitive abt the 1 minute choreo. aren't we suppose to grow and improve together?
hah, 1 minute choreo.
it's driving me peanut butters. give up? it's painful to even think about it but i guess it's so much easier to do. still, i'm putting in anything in my choreo as much as i can. i don't care if i don't have the technique right. i don't care if the steps don't look good. it may be rubbish but come on lah, i have no basics on choreoing pls. throw me in an ocean and expect me to survive?
sometimes i wonder, why am i doing this?
i'm not happy. i'm miserable.
miserable just thinking about this choreography.
AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
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