I'm proud to say he's my best friend.
Also, I made a new friend in class. His name's Rizwan Dzafri. He's stayed in Egypt, Japan, England and right now, Malaysia. That said, he can actually speak and write all native tongues for those countries - namely Egyptian, Japanese (though he claims he's very rusty), English, Arab and BM. Then he started writing the names of a few of us in Egyptian! Friggin' awesome.
I went for the West Side Story (Cempaka's Production of the year) Dance Auditions. Won't spoil too much here - gotta keep the dark, brooding and fear of auditions, right? Not sure whether I'll be in this year, but well I'm hoping for the best, really. It was really fun. I was smiling loads, laughing even more. This year's production is going to be the bomb.
For more information, contact the Cempaka Performing Arts Centre (CPAC) now!
I've been arriving home very late nowadays. If you notice, I'm not exactly online 'till quite late. I was still in school at 1900 yesterday and my dad arrived to pick me up at 1845 today. Now it's not that I'm complaining, today wasn't so bad. I just mean, my dad coming late really got me thinking about things I shouldn't even picture in my mind. I was worried, yes. But in the process of staying back until so late, I've made a few new friends and talked to people I'd never imagine I'd talk to in school. Really. There's two primary guys whose names I never managed to get, but I still remember their faces (they left at 1828 - too late a time for two 10 year old boys). They taught me a few really cool magic tricks and we talked about all sorts of things. Not to show off, but I seriously think, I mix with kids very well. Then today there was Sharon Lee (she actually knows of my old school, shocking) and Melissa from Year 8 - when I left, they were still there. I managed to get their names this time, 'cause I actually took the time to ask. The freaky thing was when I introduced myself, they replied "We know." Dang. So we talked about production, secondary life and all manner of things. Tomorrow I have Cempaka Beat practise until 1800. Looks like another long evening in school. Hope I won't be alone this time.
Cause I'm lovin' it.
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