My handphone is officially spoiled; to me that is. The screen went blank AGAIN! I'm going to send it for repairs tonite... There's so many old and good memories inside my fone! I dun want it to be spoilt... Not now!
Monday, September 25, 2006
Handphone spoiled
My handphone is officially spoiled; to me that is. The screen went blank AGAIN! I'm going to send it for repairs tonite... There's so many old and good memories inside my fone! I dun want it to be spoilt... Not now!
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Bulan Pusa sudah dekat
Bulan Ramadhan sudah dekat..... To all those reading this PUASA BETUL-BETUL. Banyak keberkatannya dalam bulan ramadhan. Jangan miss satu hari puasa atau satu solat pun. Okay??? I'm going to Darul Gufran Mosque for sembahyang terawih. 1 more day to the fasting month...
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Mad/Gilerrr handphone
My handphone is mad, retarded or whatever else I wanna call it... On Thursday, right after my Math Mock exam, I switched it on and what happened? No picture on the screen as in the whole screen was blank! No words or pics... I was cursing it bcoz of that. I could still call and sms and do whatever on my handphone except that I couldn't SEE ANYTHING! Then, yesterday, after Sembahyang Jumaat,I switched on my phone to find out that it was working! Retarded idiotic phone of mine...
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Witnessing an accident
Whah.... Scary! I witnessed an accident right in front of my house... At the entrance of the estate, in between blocks 124 and 125... A motorcyclist got hit by the car. The front wheel of the motorcycle was lodged inside the gap in between the the car's wheel and the bumper. The car's bumper was damaged a lot. The were 2 people on the motorcycle. Both were brothers. The older brother was lying at the side of the curb. The younger brother was right beside the car. He was conscious but not moving. The older brother was tended to by my father. My father talked to him. It was then he told my father that he lived in Ang Mo Kio and that they were brothers. When my father asked him what his mother's number was, he asked my father not to tell her first. The older brother complained of back pains. He groaned and shouted in pain when he was lifted to move the stretcher under him. The younger brother was put onto the movable stretcher. I was pretty shaken up by then. I helped to take care of the guys' stuff and control the traffic. When they were put into the ambulance, my father and I left for home. Afterwards, the police came. Both cars were the subaru patrol cars. One got here earlier without flashing sirens and the other came later, with flashing lights on. They helped control the traffic and take down notes. Then, a truck came to carry the motorcycle off and a towtruck came to tow the car away. It was kind of hard pulling out the motorcycle but they succeeded at last. Monday, September 11, 2006
Yeah!!!! I got 18/25 for my Statistics Math Test!!! I finally didn't fail.... Hahax!?!?! I am so relieved...
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Last minute hols to m'sia
"Pack up, we're going to Desaru tomorrow." was what I heard the day before we went to M'sia... Kinda last minute. Troublesome, yes.Well, at least we had fun there. What I did was; wake up, go for breakfast, swim, go for lunch, walk around, swim, go for dinner, relax @ the beach, sleep. Yup, What I did in both days being there. We stayed for 3 days 2 nites. Just returned a few hours ago. Lots to do... Powerpoint presentation alot!!! Oh ya... At Desaru, I saw some triathletes training for The Pulai Triathlon. Kinda motivating seeing them sweat and run like that... Exciting too. @ Desaru, there were alot of MONKEYS!!!! They climbed around, even on people's cars! Hahax... Nice! Anyway, the moral of this holiday is; NEVER MAKE LAST MINUTE PLANS!!!!
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Holidays!!!!
Hahahahaha!!!!!! Holidays have finally come! So elated... I can finally play X-BOX and computer... Good... Release some stress... My results sucked though! MSG 3.9 . I guess its time for me to work harder. No more slacking...Ever...
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