Thursday, December 22, 2011

#3-sister's result

I was stduying the new features on Blogger when my cellphone suddenly ringing, screaming to be picked up.

"hey, how's your sister's result?"
"i dont know. Ummi havent call me yet."
"ok then"
@hang up.

I tried calling my mum, and then my sister, both didn't answer their phone. My sister had gone to school to pick her PMR result. ('Wish it gonna be a good news')

Someone texted me. It's my uncle.
[Alhamdulillah, yana got 9A]

My phone rang again, this time is was my sister.

"why did you called? *acting all innocence.
"i knew already. congratulations."
"auw~thanks"
"err yuck. call grandma"
"ok"
@hang up

p/s; i have the inability to express my emotion. i can never express what is really in my heart verbally, nor can you read it from my face. My friends used to call me expressionless. The only moment when i can manifest my emotion is when im truly disappointed or sad. I'll cry and you will not be able to hear me speaking clearly. duh.

#2-Bus Station

I arrived at the bus stop. That day was the last holiday for the Eid celebration.
I misread the ticket, the bus going to be here at 9.05, I thought it was 9.30. Oh no. Have to inform my friend quickly, or we gonna miss the bus.

"hello? you know, the bus is going to be here at 9pm. you have to be quick. Im sorry for being careless. Hurry, OK?"
"what?? It's 8.30pm, and im still at home. Err, OK."

The bus appeared to reach the station at 11pm, we were overwhelmed with anger.

"ah, this bus service is sure is not punctual. Im so sorry about just now."
"it's ok. im tired of arguing about it. Now lets enjoy our ride." *smile

~we were actually texting each other during the 30 minutes before the so-called early arrival of the bus. She was angry before, though she did her best to hide it, who would not be angry if someone made you rush at the last minute because of the other person's carelessness?

#1-Music Shop

My friend needed to repair her guitar string. We entered the music shop, and upon waiting for the worker to replace the string, we checked out the shop.

She grabbed a handsome guitar and started picking the string. Then she sat on the bare floor. I sat before her.

"What song do you wish me to play?"
"Any song. Any that you know."
"OK..listen"

And i listened to the beautiful music played by her, totally engrossed.

memoir :start anew!

ok. as u can see, i have saved all my previous posts as drafts as i wish to start anew. The upcoming posts gonna be bout my memoirs, events that happened in my life, in which it is going to talk about certain and specific events. It may be recent occurrences or something that coloured up my life, a long time ago (meaning:the post will not be in their correct orders.)