Woooooo. So after tmrw the 'BEST' day ever, I CAN FINALLY BREAK FREEEEEE. Hahahah, okay so this is a conversation with my dad.
Me: Yeahh!! Holidays can enjoy!!
Dad: No. You must read malay books. Improve and do something about your malay.
Me: *speechless* Fine....
I have to read malay books. The last thing I would ever do. Seriously. No offence kay people. malay night be interesting to you but definitely not to me. *Shiver* Malay gives me the chills. Hmmmm.. Another random conversation with people. AHH! A conversation starring me and .... ME! I was talking to myself. Was hyper and bored so, a self conversation. Oh, shit. I forgot. -.-
OHHH! I am enjoying my seat sooo much. Okay... My neighbour is not so much of a celebration but hey, atleast Seri is at the row behind me. Wont get bored to death. Ummm... Dance was hilarious I guess. I got tired dancing the Bhangra (how you spell it dude?). SO MUCH MOVEMENT. But its like hiphop remix with Indian dance. COOOL! Heeh, and so, Science go thru paper. Recess.. OMG, smth bad is gonna happen to me someday.
Roleplay begins; *ACTION*
Actor 1: No1
Actor 2: 2day
And so, No1 and 2day was talking and talking. Thn, suddenly;
2day: Blah blah blah blah...
No1: What .... ? Blah blah blah...
2day: Can ughh... Blah blah blah...
No1: Its okay... Blah blah blah...
No1 (thinking) : DAMN. What is happening? 2day is trying to _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (fill in the blanks ;D) me... SHAT! What to do? I am soooo not going to ..............
Smth like that. Hahha... If you know what I mean, good ughh. I cant believe that happened. I must be strong and not fall for the spears easily. AHHA! I shall use a shield everywhere I go. With armor too. ^^ LAME TALK!
Okay, ignore the last sentence before the LAME TALK thingy. ITS LAME. Ahha. That is soooo clear. -.- Moving on to smth that makes more sense.. QUIZZES RULES MY WORLD. MUAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. TOYBOX BABEYHHH. SAILOR SONG. Sailing Sailing. Jumping off the railing. Drinking Drinking till the ship is sinking. WOOTSS! TOYBOX TOYBOX. ruleesssssss. Tho its pretty lovey-dovey. OMGOMGOMG. The current book I am reading is sooo SHIT FUNNY. I am not excited over it ehh. I just like it, its funny, and yeaa.. funny.. Tho, girl-ish. Fyi, I am not girlish ehh. I am not girlish or tomboyish. I am in the middle. Oooooooooooo, DEMI LOVATO! DEMI LOVATO! Loveeeeee her. I cant wait to watch Camp Rock. I still havent watch. I KNOW, sooo outdated siaa. Zzzzz... *Muke stopit* STOP IT. NOT STUPID. Understood? Random conversation for the minute;
Roleplay begins; *ACTION*
Actor 1: ME!
Actor 2: Namirah (my annoying niece, hahah, arent they all the same?)
Actor 3: Daddy (my daddy, her grandfather)
Me: Namirah! Can you put that down? Be a good girl.
Namirah: *continues playing this long rod thingy, makes annoying noises, in other words, DANGEROUS)*
Me: Mirah! Be a good girl. or else I tell Akung (her pronounciation of 'atuk' = grandfather) ehh.
Namirah: *nak action threatening* I tell Mama (her mother, my sister. She shouts loud let me warn you..)
Me: *pissed* (who wouldnt be when you are already mad in the first place) DADDY!
Daddy: *no reply* ....
Me: *pissed and ignoring Mirah*
Mirah: *still playing the rod thingy*
After a long pause (while I was typing this unwanted scenario)
Mirah: I call Mama. MAMA!
Me: *thinking* HAHAHHA! MAMA NOT HOME. *stick tongue out in mind* TOO BADDDD!
Mirah: *most probably thinking* Damn, I forgot. Mama is not home. Nvm, most probably Nazihah dah kalah.. (BTW, this is what I think she thinks okay)
Me: *ignoring Mirah*
Currently going on..
Me: *Continuing typing this incident* JAP!
Daddy: *kept quiet* *in heart thinking* HAIYO. I making food for you, dont want help. NAZ-ZI-HAH!
Me: *thinking sorry* JAP!
You know what, I should really go before my dad mrajuks. Nanti nangis. Hahhaha, my usual phrase if someones gonna mrajuk. CRYYYYY. MY DADDY DONT CRY OKAY. He is a strong man emotionally and physically. ;D BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. NK MAKAN AGAIN. FAT FAT FAT ME.