ok the drum set sucks. n the security guard is such a bitch.

so we took a break and went out of the skool to fag.. a police stopped by to screen. wahlau. the second time i got into this... [or was it the third?] sudden feeling of fear instantly cropped up. they were like "smoking ah? u working here?" blablablayadayada n didnt have my ic with me.. the yaya newbie lady police act so yaya-ly fierce.waaaaaa i've gt to admit.. i was scared for the moment tht they might just call my hse later on. but they said they're looking on for hp theft.. although they didnt ask for no.. they culd always track dwn.. [isnt tht their past-time? tracking]

wanted to go to al-ameen. but marilyn being the fickle impulsive her.. suddenly stop the driver at prata cafe instead. speakin of which...i feel like eating french prata NOW! hahahahhaaha.

crashed at marilyn's place for a bit. nap-ped for a bit. drool-ed all over [joshin!].WAAAAAAAAAAA and she cooked! maggie mee....

watched napolean dynamite for like the third time. i dun even noe y i made myself watched it for the third time. "Freakin Idiot"seriously after u watch tht show.. u'll be jus as stone as he is. haha.
weigh myself [yes. it's been so long since i last scaled myself n the scale at home is broken. MUST BE] n the result was ARGH!put on 5kgs. mo'fo. i cant wait to finish my time working.. so i'll go back to normal state of not eating.working has my made my appetite UNLIMITED. eating at every hour [exaggerating].. if there's food, there's definitely eating.flabby here and there now. fucking sadddddd
3 more mths of work.. 3 more.. then off to being no money again.. i seriously dunno if i'm anticipating skool.. or not.all the socialising step again. YAWN.i finally figured what i wanna do when i have the qualification. n i realised mum has nv been supportive in whatever i wanna do,period. typical.=S