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Don't you expect respect from me if i get non from you.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Today was not bad(?)
Woke up at 9.30am. then went back to sleep. Woke up at 10.15 only to find out my mom and dad are not home. No one to fetch me to school-.- chionged like mad.
Then at 11, tess called. "Where are you?!" I'm like. OH SHOOT. I'M LATE! Then, took a cab to school. Only to realize that we were supposed to gather at 11.45-.-
sakeena was late. Super duper late. Got everyone pissed.
On the way to woodgrove, crapped. As usual.
The scrabble competition was okay lah. Won 1 round lost 2-.- I was never good at scrabble. The last team that played against us annoyed me to the max.
There is such a thing called a SCRABBLE DICTIONARY. WOW. And they include the WEIRDEST WORDS. Like flyboy. Wth is flyboy.
played consecutively for 3- 4 hours. Some major brain cell massacre. Ugh. Sec 1's can be a pest sometimes. With their high unhumourous jokes and simple vocab that offends people really easily. I guess if that guy was in damai, he'd be in some dipshit.
Well, after the whole competition. We were sent back to school. Slept the whole time back. Went to makan with andreas, nazrul, eugene and tek. LOL.
Eugene said this super funny thing.
First, let me describe eugene. Eugene is a short skinny guy. Who is botak. and looks like a monk.
So during the scrabble competition, kevin sat beside him.
kevin: *stares at eugene for awhile*
eugene: *whats he staring at?*
kevin: *puts down the tiles B O T A K. *
Eugene: * Wtf*
kevin: *puts down the tiles M O N K.*
Eugene: *wtf?!*
Kevin: *Smiles at eugene* " I looked at you for inspiration."
Eugene: %$&#$^&%^.
Woah, when he told us that. I laughed like crap. some funny shit. Eugene is the source of inspiration. Then we gossiped. As usual. hahaha...
then bused home.