Bazaar!

19/7/09 was my school's bazaar and unfortunately I did not get any pictures.
Ugggh being part of the band ensures you to be an early bird, my band mates and I had to wake up at 6 a.m. ( ON A SUNDAY??!?) just to greet the guests of honour. And they were late OF COURSE, so it took much of my time that I could've spent touring the bazaar or selling roses.
Yea, you heard me ( or is it saw it? ), I sold roses on that day, don't ask me why, but my club's advisor thought of selling tissue, soft drinks and roses, nice combination...NOT.
But the ups of selling the roses was that I could walk around, just needed to bring a basket around and shouting my wares. we were paired in groups and I was with Sack so it was kinda fun after all.
The education fair was crap though, it was like only the universities that had Malaysian Campuses and I wouldn't need to go to an education fair for that wouldn't I?
I saw University of Melbourne there but the person there didn't look like she was in a talking mood, (and no wonder because she had to wake up at 6 too) so i passed.
It was so tiring and by the end of the day my voice was spent but....
The band made about RM30000 from the three stalls, unfortunately we have to give the school 55% and then minus our cost, so in the end we only got RM2000, sad isn't it.
Hmm thats it I guess, nothing to write about, except for the boring old school.
Oh wait! There's a replacement for my BM teacher who is currently heavily pregnant and due to be a mother any day now ( if not hours or minutes )and he's this weird gay person that is SO annoying. He gave homework and kept on patrolling the class, asking us whether we'd finished it was SO annoying.
Nows its the real end bye:(
Miss my friendssss, school just seems so wrong without you all...
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH
I hate Mr. Gan or Mr. Tang or whoever who put me in the insufferable S1 Xiao.
BYEEEEEEEEEE

Lifeeee

Okaaay now after a looong break i have decided to blog again.
Talked to Kara on Skype and read her blog. I can see she really does not like being there, its so saddening, like in KK there really aren't the kind of people you get there. We're all nice to each other to a certain degree, and we never fight that horribly.
I wish she wouldn't cry, there's just this heart-wrenching feeling when you know a close friend of yours is crying because she misses you and others because she's away with a lot of people she hates. Arrrgh, why must life be so complicated.
I realllly miss her too but well, life goes on. But at least I know she will come back.
And I don't really like her new hairstyle its very mix-of-chinese-japanese-korean. Its like the mushroom head ya know, I liked her old normal I-look-the-way-I-look ponytail sigh.
7k is this Saturday. Malina, Sack, Carissa, Pat are all going to run and maybe watch a movie but I'm not sure la whether I'm going.
Sunday is bazaar day. I'm selling freaking flowers, can you believe it.
Time and tide wait for no man. Just hope that it passes faster