It seems pretty magical

Friday, May 22, 2009, 7:18 AM

I shall update my FaceBook soon.

SO ANYWAY, what sweaty day!
Of all the days in the world, I overslept this morning and woke up at 6.30 instead. Rushed like crazy and managed to reach school at 6.50. Power, I even forgot to bring my wallet and ez-link to school.

Some rehearsal, then the real investiture. It went really quickly, not how I would have imagined it, draggy and slow. I heard someone said I look 'pissed' when standing at the front of the stage? HAHAHA. oh man, Im gonna miss the backstage fun. Some GLAM work after that like setting up the hall for Awards Ceremony. ALOT OF CHAIRS, dude. This is the part where the sweat and stench comes in.

Macs - Egg McMuffin and Hotcakes at the MPR2, superb. I was super hungry, I just ate and ate and ate. Went to N2 to meet Aqilah and Intan for brunch. Ate, talked, bus-ed back to school at 2pm. Awards Ceremony, thought we were late, but it started at 3pm. 3pm!!! Hahaha, I actually wanted to sleep but afraid the ceremony would start any sooner.

Ceremony started, got bored a little so started talking to Jan, Millenia and Illina(?) some Sec4.1 girl who sits next to me.

Iffa: (talk and talk)
Mill: Eh iffa, you can act very well as a stroke patient, you know.
Iffa: Oh thank you. WAIT WHAT. STROKE PATIENT!?!
Mill: Yeah, cos cos you have the face.(starts demonstrating)

HAHAHA, Millenia, I dont even know whether that's a compliment or not, dude.

(DMC girl walks past with DSLR in her hands)
(Iffa suddenly stops talking to Mill and stares)
Janella: IFFA NO NO NO NO NO.

(My chair keeps vibrating)
Illina: (Annoyed) My friend keeps caling me!
Iffa: Then ask your friend to shut up.

MANNN, what a way to end a phone call politely. Ceremony, recived the certificate and yeah.

Not to forget, Indian Dance performed Jai Ho!(: It wass aweeessommeeee:D

Ceremony ended, stacked up chairs and ate with Farah and Christine. I was some greedy crap. Walked and bus-ed back home with Christine, the HEAD of CCA LEADERS(WOW) and we talked about our good old primary school days.

CIP tomorrowwwwww, NOOOOOO):
(pulls face down, eh Intan?)