Eyebags the size of my backpack

Been really tired lately. Lack of sleep and full day with a fucking bullshit timetable. I mean seriously, 7 hours in school where 4 hours of it is break? I could just be in school for 3 fucking hours and get it over with. I hate my timetable. Talking about a lack of sleep, I saw a lecturer sleeping with this weird eye massager thingy over his eyes. In the office. I was thinking 'I see this guy sleeping here every damned time I pass by. Looks like an easy job if you ask me.' After a few minutes, he wakes up, unplugs the machine, applies some cream/medicine? to his eyebags and puts the machine on again and continues sleeping. WOW. And they complain about being busy. Also had a re-test which I totally forgot about, though I think I did well enough. I think. On a brighter note, yesterday, me, BenJ, Chaz and Randy were discussing CCA matters after dinner at Makan Place. We wasted most of the time there playing LFS. Randy couldn't even drive the F1 car properly. After clearing admin matters, we went to the hall to test out the grounds. Considering the fact that it was already 9.15PM(the hall locks up at 9)and that we are not allowed to drift in the hall, it was quite scary/exciting. We found an unlocked door and sneaked in. Pretty damned dark inside without the lights on. I was drifting inside to see if it would make any scratches. Considering that the hall was already full of scrapes and scratches, I guess the ones my car made wasn't that obvious. My car made quite a lot of noise. I'm guessing its because of the bent pinion. Looks like there might be hope for a new playing ground for the NPRCD members!!WOOT!!!

A stranger in my own home.

Actually, I don't even think I can call it my home anymore. Home is supposed to be the place where one feels the most comfortable and accepted. The place I live? Doesn't even cover one of the aspects. My mum is angry at me but she won't talk to me. She pretends I'm not there and cries to god. She chooses to talk to god but not to me. WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING COMPLAIN TO ME?! I'M RIGHT HERE READY FOR A LASHING!! I'LL EVEN BEG FOR IT. But no. You choose to escape that and fucking talk to your god. YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU. I'VE JUST ABOUT HAD ENOUGH OF THIS FAMILY NONSENSE. Not when I'm not treated as family. I mean My opinions aren't worth shit. I'm not even given the right to defend my siblings when they get scolded. I mean, my sibling gets scolded for something he/she(I have a younger brother and two younger sisters) didn't do and I tell them I'm a witness But I'm ignored and later scolded for trying to defend them. And they say honesty is the best policy. BULLSHIT. Crappy Pissy mood today.

KNN Chao Turban!!

Crap ending to my day. Was pretty good throughout the day. Had a 2 hr slack period(a.k.a Economics Class), Had dinner at SP, then went to Ulu Pandan CC and started tuning my car. the drift meet today was pretty fun, almost lost a ball bearing but it miraculously dropped from the sky into Zhi Rong's lap. It went something like this.
-Cue flashback-
Zhi Rong: "You still want this bevel gear anot? If you don't want then I will be rough."
Me: "Anything ah. I going CS(Counter-Steer) anyways."
Zhi Rong then walks to his van to get his long nosed pliers and pulls out the gear. It goes flying off into the unknown.
Zhi Rong:"KNN, I pull the thing out then it fly and disappear"
Me: "Never mind lah"
I then go ahead and fit the counter-steer kit into my car. I did this while talking to Zhi Rong about meshing the gear of the CS kit. Zhi Rong prepares to stand up.
-Cue gear dropping from oblivion-
Both: "WTF?! KNN! Where it come from?!"
-End flashback-
People started gathering and Zhi Rong started saying "Chao turban!" every now and then. End of the day and I got my whole car freaking white. The dust at Ulu Pandan is crazy. The flooring is worse but the fun is drifting with many people and complaining together I guess. Packed up at 10.15PM and walked to the MRT station while singing stand by me by Ben E. King. Been stuck in my head since yesterday. Here comes the mood spoiler of the day. My mum decides to give me a call as the train I was in approached Chua Chu Kang. Suddenly starts giving me hell for being home late. Worst part is, I get home and see my younger sister just arrive at the doorstep of our home. And she didn't even get a hoot out of my mum. I swear she hates me or something. Gonna sleep and let go of the frustration. I wish I will have a good dream in my sleep but I almost never dream anymore...

New glasses

Got my new glasses today. Looks awesome!!

Until I wear it, that is...

And yes, for those who are wondering, I still have not cut my hair since the start of the 'O' Level exams. I think its long enough to reach my mid back. Quite an achievement, no? Just a quick update today. Blogging in school.

Three looong years

Three years since my last post. WOW. I'm such a lazy bastard! Well, lets recap what has gone on these past few years.

I safely graduated from secondary school, class of 2008 and got accepted into Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Studying Aerospace Electronics. Sounds damn cool right? NOT. For all those Who think polytechnic is very hands on, get ready for a surprise. Cause its not. Its like secondary school all over again, except everyone wants to be mature and stuff. No more ridiculous pranks, stupid stunts, crazy attitudes... I miss the old gang... Ach, Sai, Zhi Yi, Ain, Maliki, Ahmad, Jau... Now we're all busy growing up huh. Age is overrated. And I used to want time to fly by so I could grow up faster. Wish I was Benjamin Button.

Sorry if the post seems really short cause I'm feeling very uninspired. Maybe I'll get round to updating this blog again. MAYBE. Ciao

One minute of silence

Okay so I have not been posting for so goddamn long, and I know some of you are already freaking bored so actually I decided to close this blog for good in one weeks time...Sorry to those readers out there anticipating new posts...Cause you will not be reading any more from this blog...let us observe one minute of silence for the ending of a very, very short lived and annoying and memory wasting friend...and so adieu...

Reflections

So much shit I did wrong, most of it I cannot correct anymore, I do not understand but it really is at night when I actually begin to think about all the things I have or have not done which I, only now the regret... Funny thi is, I actually use it to distract myself from the fact that everyone around me might as well be dead and that I can barely see anything in the dark (Yes people, I admit that I, Muhammad Zahid, do fear the dark) which then progresses to me making converstion with myself, followed by inter-self arguments, and then freaking myself out even more by wondering if I am actually alright up there where it counts... This normally results in lack of sleep which makes me doze off in class...maybe dozing is not the right word, more like having the remainder of my beauty sleep (as if it even affects my beauty in any way...I do not think I'm even supposed to be beautiful...) but amazingly, without many teachers notcing despite my seat being right up at the front...makes me feel invisible... Well, I'm getting bored so enough blogging...time to watch anime... (I'm watching "Hayate no Gotoku"...and Achmad, not all anime or manga is hent** so please F*** OFF!)