Democrats Healing Process

Well, home bored home.

True, being here only left you subjected to worrying about in-house issues and whatnot. But -at the moment- I prefer to be stuck in Bote worrying about my assessments.

But I do hope this lingering doubt will wear off soon. There's so much I want to do. There's so much I need to do.

The trip back home had a handful of bumps along the way. Notably the MUET registration. Everything went fine untill Ms. Shanthie is nowhere to be found. Called her on her cell but to no avail. So we're crossing our fingers hoping that she'll cut us some slack.

Didi called as soon as we reached Sg. Buloh. The guys went bananas. Speaking of which, had supper with Zeid and Amir two nights ago. Being it's our last night together before the break, we talked a lot about so many things. The funny thing was, all this while, Zeid thought that me and Didi are actually together. Dumb dumb. He said, "Ye lah. Hang ngan Mimi nampak serasi apa. Bukan aku sorang je cakap camtu tau. Ramai yang cakap". Heh. Of course serasi maaa. Virgos unite.

I haven't even unpacked yet something's up. Pojam -Efry's buddy that helped bootleged RTWV- invited me to join his nameless, no rush-all fun band. I'll (possibly) be taking up bass duties. So far nothing's confirmed but we had talks over myspace. I like the 'no rush' idea. Planning on playing covers but we'll see what happens along the way.

Epol invited the whole batch to his sis' wedding on the 10th in Jempol. Epol, Jempol. Love rhymes with hideous car wreck. Heh. I'm (potentially) going.

I'm in love. But with who?