Finallyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.....

Hey Reader,
it's been like frickin' 45 minutes I've been waiting for this stupid web browser to get me logged into this frickin' blogger... and you know what? I forgot what I was going to blog about!!

I quote Bart Simpson, "Ay carramba!"

I don't actually know if that's the correct spelling, by the way. :D

Oh, okay.. now I remember.

I had a photoshoot with Afroze and the peeps. Boy, there's this gal that really, really, really got on my nerve. I'm not the type to actually lose my temper that easily to strangers, but that gal really pissed me off!

Can't tell you what her name is. But all I can tell you is that she's named after a very well-known brand. An expensive one at that! What the heck? Doesn't suit her attitude at all. She should be named after something cheaper and ciplak. (Hah.. kan dah kena my stingy sarcasm. Ambik tu!)

I can't believe that I got all tersinggung perasaan over this gal, whom I hardly even know. A gal whom I shouldn't even be bothered with since she's waaaaaaaay out of the list of people I want to keep close to me in my very low-profiled life.

Anyway, I've got news for you. I've actually spoken to my ex Imran after all these years of us not speaking together. I saw him at Izzet's field hockey tournament in UITM the other day and I just messaged him on Facebook just to see my luck because I had a feeling that he wouldn't reply so I just thought I'd give it a go. But then.... DUMM-DA-RA-DUMM!!!!

HE REPLIED!

WOOOOOOO-hoooooo.... I was glad. Don't ask why, please.
I, myself, am confused about knowing my reaction when he replied my message. It was so strange. I felt kinda happy. I felt like an old chapter of my life is about to close, finally, and that I can happily move on into a newer- and better!!- chapter of my life. :)

It's not that I feel anything for him, which Izzet has tried again and again to dig up out from me. I just feel that I need to talk to him because it was 4 years of torture for me not knowing what the hell happened in my relationship with Imran. I need this. I need this clarification from him.

Izzet warned me about digging up my past again, afraid that I might find some hidden emotion buried deep within my heart and soul....

Damn wrong, he is. I don't feel that way anymore for Imran. I know that what I have with Izzet is waaaay better than what I had with Imran. Hands down, babe.


Holy crap-a-noodle! It's been one hour already and I still can't log on into my Sorority Life application in Facebook. This is killing me!! I need SL! And I need my Yoville!! *Sniff Sniff*

I'm supposed to be studying for my coffee-tasting learning audit thingy right now, because I'm at Starbucks right now playing this slow crappy technology thingy called the "internet". I'm supposed to conduct this coffee-tasting thingy this coming 20th of August to the orang atasan of my dear ol' crappy Starbucks Coffee Company.

Shoitzy!~ And to think I was just about to hand in my one-month resignation letter, when suddenly I got slapped with this no-good-for-my-future-in-my-field-of-education-which-is-law-by-the-way thing called coffee-tasting.

The good news is that I don't mind doing it because it's good practice for my communication skills within a crowd. The bad news is I'm damn lazy to study about coffee and completing my darned coffee passport, which by the way someone had stolen my complete version of the damned book!!! I had finished it years ago because I've been working in this craphole for almost four years now. My completed version is gone, so now I have to complete a new one. I'm sooo lazy to do it! Gosh, darn it.

Darn, Sorority Life is still pending. I'm stuck at level 28, folks! FYI: For my friends out there yang sudah melepasi my level.. I can't beat you okay. So don't try to bring my morale down by bragging to me that you've reached level yada-yada ok? You guys don't know, but I terasa gile when you gals bragged about your levels the other day. :'(
It's so unfair...I can't seem to level up because I don't have anywhere else to go that has fast internet connection that doesn't require me paying hourly or even payign a single cent for drinks or food. Well, except for my Dad's place, but to go there also requires money for fuel because he lives in way out in Bukit Rimau. Gila jauh kot!!~

Okay, enough crappin around here. I gotta continue on with my "studies". *Snorts*
It seems unlikely that I could play SL nad YV tonight. Shoitzy!~


Sincerely, not in a good mood,
Leanna Darwin.