ok well, seeing the class result isn't as scary as i thought it would be. :/ i didn't believe it at first when Falah said Shaf told her that the five of us will be in the same class. it's true anyway.. only a few of them are taking Art & most of them are taking D&T or F&N. there's indeed alot of malays in 3E8. is it a good or a bad sign? hmm..

met up with Falah first & she told me Shaf & Sya are not coming. Shaf had seen it yesterday, but i don't know about the other one. it's just a waste of time to figure out the reasons, i think. why should i bother if she doesn't care, right? *nods* while waiting for Fiza, Falah & me went to 7-11 to buy Mr Softee. yes Falah, just 3 twirls okay! haha.. after that, we talked about the stupid, unreasonable things she had done to us. was feeling very frustrated & so does Falah. we were so engrossed in talking that we doesn't know Fiza had already arrived. she was innocently waiting for us at the opposite bus-stop. hey, i say the bus-stop in front of 7-11 okay! :] it was funny tho, imagining Fiza just sat there waiting cluelessly for us. hee.. accompany Fiza to buy Mr Softee. then, we walked to school & again, can't get enough of talking yeah. then suddenly, Falah's friend sang to us, "kecik-kecik main hockey, dah besar main rugby" haha! no laa, it's actually a stranger whose on a motorbike & we were crossing the road & then suddenly he sang that, i think after he saw Fiza's & mine hockey sticks. aper sajer jerr.. Falah tried to imitate him but the 'lyrics' were wrong, "kecik-kecik main hockey, dah besar main hockey" dah besar main rugby laa Falah! rarely than 5 minutes, just a simple phrase also forget already ah? haha.. once we reached school, straightaway we headed to the class result board. there, my name, no. 8. Fiza took the 7! & i took Falah's 8! & Falah is no. 4! under the class of 3E8. was relieved that i get to take Art. yay! so does Fiza. & Falah get to take up F&N! too bad for her that she doesn't get Literature but Geography instead. nevermind Falah, u can do it okay! hehe.. but i've yet to know the difficulties of taking up Art. is it really 'difficult' like many other seniors claimed?

after taking our booklist, we decided to eat at Banquet before Fiza & me went for our hockey training. Falah didn't seem to enjoy her food, b'cos it was full of soya sauce. haha.. but she's a good girl, so she ate it after whining her complains to me & Fiza. in between our meals, Fiza talked about her weird dream. a few days ago, i told her that i dreamt that me & my family was living in India (of all many places..!). there was this war of pancung kepale going on that time. as we were sheltered at an Indian food stall, everyday we had to eat roti prata to survive (i don't know why it should be roti prata laa). then one day, somebody bang on the shop's metal doors when i was eating with my sister. my father opened it & there was an Indian guy holding a parang on his hand, looking very angry. i was the first one to run & also the first one to be chased by him. he was to about to pancung me but too bad.. i woke up immediately. haha! it looked really scary u know. it will be more scarier if it comes true. ok, Falah & me was talking rubbish that i don't even realise what i was saying while Fiza was busily talking on her phone. & yeah, we talked about some other serious things too. like.. blablabla & blabla & blablabla. Falah, remember what i say okay! kau diam jer la! haha. u know i know eh Falah. Fiza is a bean sprot! oh no, i mean a bean sprout laa Fiza! :D every single thg is among us three!
*Falah, i haven't pay the lib books for u! sorryyy.

Falah went back while Fiza & me went to school for our hockey. really didn't have the mood ya know.. it was raining. (so??) they had finished tonning when we came. like usual, stop&pass. then, we did the Indian dribbling where we are supposed to dribble as fast as we could. (Fiza said it is called Indian dribbling b'cos Indians talk so fast, so yeah. i laughed at her but she kept on insisting it's true.) after that, we had a game. that's when i started have the 'mood' to play hockey. no one can defeat sariah's team which is my team oso! haha. we kept on winning u know. don't believe ask Fiza my man! haha. bcos people kept on saying to 'mark ur man' means mark ur opponent. so, Fiza was in a different group, so i need to mark my opponent & so, she's my man! get it? forget it then.. it ended at 6pm, called Dad & told him that i've finished hockey cos Mom said they'll be fetching me. & yeah, i waited for almost 40 minutes at the bus-stop till they arrive. instead of calling me to tell that they've arrived, my Dad kept pressing the horn. ok i admit, it was quite embarrassing when many people was looking at my Dad looking very irritated. couldn't they have just called?! nevermind. haha..

headed to Pasir Panjang to buy my Mom's shop things. i told them i'll be going to the hockey bbq at ECP. so, is it a green light? i think so. & also told them about the class chalet. asked Mom whether it would be better if me & my friends take the foodstuff ourselves or asked her & Dad to bring them for us.. she said Dad & her will bring the food for us on the afternoon. good then! hey, it'll be troublesome for us to ride on the mrt from Pasir Ris to Bukit Batok! u imagine! after they bought the things for Mom's shop, we went to eat our dinner at Hjh Maimunah @ Geylang. they were starting to close up. after filling our stomachs, headed to home sweet home! was really damn tired. but still, here i am blogging. :)

it's already 12.20am in the morning. my eyes are starting to close any minute.. maybe i should end it here for today okay. i really did had a splendiferous time with the two crazy besties, Fiza & Falah! haha.. they make my day today! b'cos they doesn't forget their friends easily yeah! that's what we call the true friends. hahahahahaaaaa!

ok bye-bye now! wana sleepos. ;)