Let me hear you say hey, hey, hey!
*silence*
*silence*
Oookay.
Anyway, guess what I won...
SINGFEST TICKETS!
Seriously, I did. Who would expect someone like me to win a competition and the prize is worth winning for? Now my 150 bucks will be kept in the drawer, left to dust - Naw, of course I'll just save it aside for anymore gigs or stuffs.
Yay, gonna see Sebastien Lefebvre! Oh, he's so hot now.
Since I won the tickets through a newspaper competition, we went to a little photoshoot - of course me and Dee took the most pictures in the silliest possible ways ever. So, I guess if you could, keep a lookout for our wonderful faces on the paper! =D
I wish the prize were tix to both days of Singfest but it was only for Aug 2nd which we were crazily starving ourselves for the money and ended up not using it much.
Gah, so goddamn excited. My mum, my stepdad, Dee and Dope are going. We're gonna rock our socks off. Which reminds me - we'll try our best to reach Fort Canning as early as we could (around 9am) because the line-up is going to be outrageous, really!
The last time we went to the MCR concert it sure was. Thank god we had Q-jumpers.
Now Dee and I are argueing lamely about where we should stand.
You see, Dee prefers the left side because that's where David is going to play his awesome bass. My hottie is on the right side, playing his killer rhythm guitar. See, she's so mean even though there's a good heart behind all that black outside of her. HAH!
You know what? I was so pissed off with the steaming hot weather today when I had Parade Rehearsals that I forgot to tell my mum that there's a guy in my school who secretly likes me. And the only effort he did to get to know me was winking at me. Riiiight. I'm just acting as if I don't know about his feelings. >=]
& Actually, I know someone's hiding something from me and she thinks I don't know it. Please, it's obvious. And it's not as if I'm going to go all hyped up about it, man. But, whatever. Maybe I could be going the wrong path.
Speaking of liking - there's this pak cik on a bike I met on the way home.
Please, if you don't understand, ask a Malay friend to help you out.
Here goes;
Him: Adik tau mane Marsiling MRT tak?
Me: Um, tk pasti lah cik. Tapi setau saye, dari sini jaoh sikit.
Him: Jaoh eh... kawan saye dari sini belok-belok kat depan tu boleh sampai.
& Actually, I know someone's hiding something from me and she thinks I don't know it. Please, it's obvious. And it's not as if I'm going to go all hyped up about it, man. But, whatever. Maybe I could be going the wrong path.
Speaking of liking - there's this pak cik on a bike I met on the way home.
Please, if you don't understand, ask a Malay friend to help you out.
Here goes;
Him: Adik tau mane Marsiling MRT tak?
Me: Um, tk pasti lah cik. Tapi setau saye, dari sini jaoh sikit.
Him: Jaoh eh... kawan saye dari sini belok-belok kat depan tu boleh sampai.
Me: Oh, saye tk tau lah cik.
Him: Adik skrg sec brape?
Me: Sec 2. (fake smile)
Me: Sec 2. (fake smile)
Him: Sec 2... 14 tahon lah tu. Wah, mude lagi. Sihat lagi pulak tu.
Me: (still fake smile)
Him: Kalau cik kenal2 dgn adik boleh tk?
Me: (obvious fake smile) Tak boleh la. (walks away)
Me: (obvious fake smile) Tak boleh la. (walks away)
Him: Okay. Tkpe. Bye, adik!
Me: (shout really loudly) Jgn nk step miang ar eh! Simpan buto kat dlm slua baik2!
I don't know if he heard what I shouted. But if he did? Bravo.
My malay blog project was already over a few days back and I didn't even finish it. Boohoo. All hope's on Lutfil to win Bulan Bahasa 2008 for us then. (:
That's all for today.
Oh, hope you don't mind if I don't put a picture of myself and I hope the change in the blogskin pleases your eyes. If it doesn't? F- you.
