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ME!
MohamedHaniffa A person. No life. Closer To Death-> 27/10.Nuff Said.

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Sunday, August 10, 2008

4 day weekend never felt so good!
I initially planned to start on my maths revision package,
but unfortunately, i simply couldn't bring myself to it.
So, i've been spending all these while playing a very childish game.
i reiterate, VERY CHILDISH GAME.
Yes, some might have guessed.
I'm playing POKEMON RUBY VERSION!
hahaha.
it's a super classic game that reminds me of the good old days when i was an avid fan of pokemon,
and both Fazari and I were total pokemon TCG freaks.
But hey,
don't blame me. I'm still a Cute Wittle Boi. :D
-_-''


I'm getting sick and tired of school. Sadly.
every moment in school makes me want to take my pillow and scream into it.
everything is super stressful.
PW, Promos, Prelims next year, A levels next year...
and the list goes on.
I secretly hope it's a Phase in life.

Yesterday was ND! (for those of you who didn't know...)
damn boring.
heard the thunders and whatnot here at home,
and i was hoping that it would rain there as well.
so I sms-ed visha and made a bet with her.
The deal was that if it rained at any time during the show,
i'd win and she would not use vulgar language/torment/insult/say nonsensical stuff to me for a whole week.
and i'd have to do the same if she won.
In short, Rain i win, Sun she win.
So, i watched the parade attentively...hoping and praying that it'll rain.
Soon enough it rained, and i sms-ed visha to tell her it did,(she didn't watch the parade), and i won.
then she gave me this crappy-sore-loser-reply saying that it was a drizzle, and thus it wasn't rain.
I was super disgusted when i saw that sms.
this is the original extract:
I only see the "wait" ground. I don't see rain! Drizzling is not equals to raining!
So i texted her;
Erm, precipitation? Rain, drizzle, water from the sky? That's all the same you fool!
But i couldn't be bothered.
Entertaining a sore loser is a damn boring thing to do.
So, i'll be having a debate with her this coming tuesday,
and we'll see who wins.
Me, obviously...

Mkays then!
That's all for today!
Off to see my Pokemon!

Truly,
Hunni.