I'm going to revive this stupid blog.
Its stupid because I have neglected it too long, but its not dead yet, so I can still resuscitate it.
Every life is precious, even a blog's.


Today, I spent the whole day on MATHEMATICS!
OH MY GOD, I'm such a LOSER!!
SOMEBODY PLEASE ABDUCT ME AND SEND ME TO THE MARTIANS!
Firstly, to show my enthusiasm for Amaths, I woke up the same time I did on a weekday, got out of the house by 0600hours and faithfully took the 0617hours bus.
I took the same bus as this Madrasah girl, who was, I must say, so demure and well-behaved.
She's also very feminine, by the way she brings herself.
On the contrary, you'd most probably see me sitting with my fingers cupping my face or my head banging against the glass window because I had been too deep in slumber.


I think TVMobile has changed my experience in buses.
I can no longer study in the morning bus rides to school because Designer Guys and other stupid TV shows like Seoul Far Seoul Good never seemed more appealing.
I'd never watch it even if I'm so bored at home.
I'd rather plan on my suicide and how to make it fool-proof, leaving the whole world wondering what really happened before I died than watch stupid shows like these.
However, every morning, I never fail to ENJOY watching these shows.
They shorten my concentration span and although I often chose seats that are far from the TV, I still could not study because there is now another problem; it's too dark.
I hope SBS Transit remove all the TVs in their buses because I miss the silent bus rides where people sit and stare at each other or out the window.
These days, when I look out the window and see something exciting, I wouldn't share it with anyone.
Their eyes follow nothing else but the programmes that are being aired.
I've seen couples sit and watch TV on the buses, instead of talking and teasing each other in buses.
Maybe if I had taken a bus in my pajamas, nobody would noticed me enough to give me that "OMG-what-a-freak" stare that we have all learnt to execute to perfection, because all their eyes follow now are the programmes.

Does that make technology far more interesting than I am?
How Sad.


OKAYYYY!
Back to Amaths.
I think I'm the biggest Superhero in the world!
Know why?
I endured Amaths class from 0730hours to 0920hours, went for a short ten-minutes break only to continue with Amaths lessons from 0930hours to 1200hours.
Credits to Sandhya, Gloria, Chayana & Divya for the wonderful Toblerone to nourish me!
Superman would have left to go shopping for new Superhero attires within the first class!
Powerpuff Girls would have left in a flash!
Spongebob & Patrick would not even show up for the lessons.
SEE?
AM I JUST SUPER OR WHAT?

To emphasise on my gifted talent(that is to have such a high resistance level to Mathematics and Formulaes), I have even met Nana & Raudha up just to study Amaths together(no other meaning intended) with Shaz, just to study.
I did Amaths. Nana & Raudha did Emaths while Shaz did Chem.
Its sad that as a Superhero, I am made to sit on the floor at the library.
But what are Superheroes for, if not to make some sacrifices?
I mean, afterall, I am the only person who could actually endure Maths, so I have to make sacrifices for the sake of the others.


I spoke to Jac about the Idol results.
I must say, I think Mathilda is not worthy of elimination.
Jac, HOW can you not like Mathilda! She's good! What's not to love?
I argued with Jac about the whole Idols thing and Jia supported Hady, hahaha I LOVE IT!
JiaJac. HAHAHAHAHA.


The other day, Paul Ryan Ignatius (Not Twohill okayy!) came to our table for no reason(I think he's just bored).
I must say, he's so full of himself now, in a hilarious way.
Everything he says or does either compliments him, or makes him seem like the most wanted bachelor around.
It was hilarious, the way he actually said that all the girls are after him and that he loves every single one of them so much.


Yesterday was Prata Day.
After a very painful attempt at trying to wrestle Amaths(See, I am so SUPER!), the girls and I headed to the nearby Prata shop.
I must say that the service has improved tremendously and that the new people running the shop are friendly people.
When asked for a second serving of Curry, the man did not make any pained expression.
He was more than willing to serve us.
GOOD SERVICE THERE!


We had a heart-wrenching debate on homosexuality.
Raudha & Nana against me.
It was intense, I must say.
As we were all getting frustrated questioning so many things that we just suddenly lost the whole point for the debate, Wala was happily making a smiley face(or a masterpiece, as she calls it) with nothing more but Curry, and the little ingredients in it.
I salute her brilliance!


Tasha, I MISS YOU!
You'll forever be my dearest Single Independent Momma!
Though I am very sorry that the SIM circle has now overthrown you. HAHAHA.
Not to worry, we're sure to make you the Chief Advisor of our Support Group, or Chairman of the circle's Management Team.


(I know you'll read this. ;p)




There's always a reason to Love.
Majores Amigos.