Those were my memories, give it back.

Wah...my first mid-test is around the corner. Now I have to study although I never did any study yet in the first place. I hate mid-test. I hate test. But I like making one though. Life as a student is no fun at all when you're not a full time student. Wish I could go back to the good old days when all I do is just to sit and study while I had a table full of chocolates, twisties barbeque flavour (my fav at that time and now is jigs corn stick peri peri chili flavour) and a can of 100 plus. Man those were the days. The days when I could eat and never grew fat. As the oldie songs sings...'those were the days my friend, we thought it never ends, we sing and dance forever and will be...', those were the days.

Now, I am fat. Not too fat but fat enough for my size. Need to cut down on this lah, on that lah. Man...it's tough of being old. :( No force to make myself go slim whenever I want it to. Enough said. I am supposed to talk about exam. Exam. Exam. My students is having an English exam at the same day as I am having my assessment exam. For real...yup. For real. It's a fact and nothing but the truth. Having an exam on the same day as my students. Imagine how lucky we can be. Anyway... I have to study. Have to study. Have to study. Goh san, ganbatte kudasai ne.

I wanna sleep...

Help! Help! I need my sleep. I need my sleep. My brother has gone to Singapore leaving me no choice but to go back to Cheras to sleep to accompany my mother. That means that I have to wake up earlier than it supposed to be. BooHoo! No fun. I am so sleepy and so tired. I also have my master class later in the evening. Help...Help.... I need my princess in shinning armour. Hehehehehe...wish lah. Wish lah. I dunno why my brother has suddenly decided to go to Singapore. Mom said that he'll be there only for a few days. Wish lah it is true or else I'll suffer from my eternal sleep. WHAT? I am a piggy mah. Born to be lazy. Born to be sleepy. Zzz..... YAWN!!!!!!!!!

Yesterday once more....

Ah...yesterday. The sound of the singer singing in my head...making feel like puking; dizzy; and euww.... Yesterday went to Tiffin to have my dessert there after a heavy dinner at Tropicana for seafood. Cheap seafood though. Anyway...the excitement lies in Tiffin, Starhill. Never in my life I have sit in a Cafe ala Pub for more than 3 hours listening to a bunch of singers who cannot sing. Man...her singing is way off. Not that her voice is not nice...it's just that we couldn't understand what she was singing most of the time. Regardless of it, we like the place. IT's beautiful. With scenery overlooking the KLCC, it a splendour. The high sofa, the nice dark lighting. Man it is powderful.

My Uni freiends and I has spent a total of 2.5 hours there and the reason we left that place was because we cannot listen anymore to the singing by the singers there. It's so boring and sentimental to the maximun. Not even once (got once onlylah) that they sing any upbeat songs or current songs. Their song is so slow and sleepy. well...people still enjoy it. What the heck. MAybe they're there to drink their wine and eat their cakes and not listening to what she's singing like most of time of what we did. I dunno. I just feel like complaining.

To anyone out there, if you ever go to tiffin. make sure that they have a nice set of singers. not only a group with one singer. a bit overdose is not good you know.

CHEERS.