I'm in an internet cafe here in Farmers Plaza listening to LP's In the end, yeah sure the song's old, but it's one heck of a song though.
I was really annoyed in our last meeting in NSTP, because we were given a chance to not have an exam but ... we blew it. It was like this, most of us were studying like crazy, since we never wrote down notes (Some of our classmates would just attend for the checking of their attendance then leave after after a few minutes or so,sheesh, that's really bad ... they should at least wait for half an hour ^^). Anywa...ys, like I was saying, we were really worried, but when the word got out that there was going to be no exam, we celebrated. We thanked our prof, sang the song about the eye of the tiger, wiped his head clean and spotless, ...you know, the usual. Then, he told us that instead of an exam, he'd give us a lecture instead, of course we all agreed to it. After a few minutes of lecturing, everyone in the class was shouting, especially the guys who were at the back. Even if our Prof had a mic, we were still louder than him. I hardly could hear him, and started tsking. The prof got so pissed off, he changed his mind, and gave us an exam, honestly, the exam wasn't a long one, it's just that the students at the back were so loud, talking to each other paying no attention at all to the prof. Well, even you'd get annoyed if that were to happen to you,right? Well,at least our prof ...( Sorry if I keep saying our prof or the prof, I don't know his name. My classmates say his name is Rocky, but I really don't know) knew who were the noisy bunch, because our group're not that noisy, even if we are, amazingly, we can still answer his questions.
While our prof was giving us a lecture earlier, we were reading my magazines of FHM, but my girlfriend a.k.a. Nizzie was really sleepy. It was kind o'funny since her eyes would open and close and her head would sway from left to right (talk about Stevie Wonder), it really made me laugh inside, because if I let it out, I'd be a true Lycean by now. You know... a Pirate? But, if you're reading this and you're not Nizzie, please contact my Dad, and tell her that her son's a battered boyfriend, joke ^^. I love you Nizzie. <3>
Anywa...ys, that's all I could type for now. I really don't get much topics or ideas to writ... or rather type about.
4 comments:
awwww wawa fox! <333 I love you too. Make sure you get to blog. Blogging is healthy, though. :0)
Yeah you got that right, Honey. I really miss typing long stuff you know? The fgirst time learnt about the internet I got addicted to chatting on the Yahoo chatrooms. Stopped doing that though a long time ago. I love you too, Honey. <333
HEHEHE :3 I GOT CONTACTEDEDIED
hello son, i hope you're doing well ^^
Yeah I'm doing quite well Dad, thanks, how about you? How's your soccer practices?
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