A Story TellinG Memories

On 09/10/09, I go yum cha with malat at 630pm. Later that Jeanny and Wang Ying came out and join us yum cha. But actually Wang Ying is came for dinner de la. Huhu... On the same night, me and Wang Ying got practise Wind Orchestra, but i don't want to go because i don't like that lecturer is so selfish. But then Wang Ying ask me to go with her because no one will play the Bass Drum. (walao...am i so important de meh? ) Then, we play " Scissors, rock, cloth" (jian dao shi tou bu). If Wang Ying win, then i go practise, but if i win, i escape for practise. What a stupid game Last2, i win but i go practise also. (think by urself what happend la..haha..). When i went to practise Wind Orchestra, si Guang Tou ask junior replace me play Bass Drum. Im ok if they say give junior a try to play Bass Drum, but why they just replace like that me is what?! A baby doll can be kick here and kick there?! Then i go sit with Wang Ying and don't care anymore about Bass Drum. Luckily, the junior played so soft and lecturer ask her to play more hard. But cannot, then the other lecturer said actually is Shella played Bass Drum de. Automatic, the lecturer ask me to played the Bass Drum. Wah... that moment i was so damm2 mad. So when i played just like i want to kill that Guang Tou as hard as possible. After finished, the lecturer said 'wahh... your hands can pull out liao". On that moment, i was so happy and puas hati and i said to Guang Tou that i am so GERAm! He automaticly silent. wahahha....GOOD!
After finished practise, i go out with Jeanny, Malat and the geng. We go 'Freezy'- karaoke. Minute by minute, more people came over and i don't know who they are, then makes me so uncomfortable. But nvm la, as long as i can relax. But unfortunedly, they sang a song (i forgot) and the lyrics are so touching. I don't know why my tears came out, under my control, i cried. And everyone was shock and ask me what happened. But i didn't told them that i was review for the past tense. Sing Sang Song...Sing Sang Song... 4.00am and we go back home. On the way we go back, si Malat keep talking and promoted a guy that he is so good this and that. I was so 'fan'. Then i shout and mad him very much. Hahaha....accept la. Don't 'fan' me when im in moody after drunk.