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Aufsteigende Flügel is German for "Soaring Wings", a beautiful piano piece composed by Masashi Hamauzu. It is a retreat, a place for me to speak my mind, my thoughts,
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Tuesday, December 25, 2007, 17:27
drips
Aiman and I caught the earliest AVP2 show today! Well, I can't remember the things that happened in the last one (simple explanation: I didn't watch it. Well, not all of it. I DID watch the ending, and only the ending). It was a fun watch, I must say. But the only word that kept yelling at me in my head was "COLD! COLD! COLD!" =( Note to self: Never wear skirts when you go to the cinema. Then I had to follow my mom and father all the way to the airport to drop him there. Another Jakarta trip. Well, his office is there, so yea. I took over the wheels after my father got off (mom wanted me to drive~) and drove all the way back to Sri Hartamas. Had a small conversation with mom, and we talked about stuff. Aiman, college, the degree I'll be taking next year. But the highlight of the talk was my fees. At this point, I know I won't be getting the loan from my mother's office. I'm not confident with my stats results, and I expect to get...a B-, or worse, a C. And no, that won't guarantee me a 3.5 and above. *sigh* I gotta start working on the CGPAs for my degree to get that loan. And then, maybe PTPTN, though I try not to lean on that. Then there's scholarship. To hell with that. *sigh* Well, that's enough about that. Things like these are no one else's worry. Just mine. Anyway, we stopped by at the Petronas station (the one in Sri Hartamas) to fill up the car. So yea, I was in charge of filling it up while my mom went in to get her iTalk card. I filled it up till it went "Tchk!". It was odd, because it stopped at RM50 something. Full tank was usually around RM60-70 or so. And so I, with my brilliant idea, kept on filling it in. More. And more. And then it leaked. And it was then that I realised that the tyre below it was flat. Then, it rained. What a day. Truly. Luckily, we were near a workshop, so we sent the car there for a 5-minute repair on the car. Throughout the whole way, my mind was like this:- ................................................................... A long line of dots. I suppose for a moment there, my brain just shuts itself and I couldn't be bothered to think about anything else anymore. ... What a tiring day. And now, I really really miss him. =( Labels: tired |