The 1st day of the third Semester.


Wait, hang on, hang on. I’m still wondering which approach I should use for this post….

What approach should I use?


Maybe……

A cheerful approach?


Today was the first day of the third semester, and WOOOOOOOOT!!!! OMG ROTLMAO I’m finally going back to college! The holidays were BORING and gosh is it great to be finally going back to your friends (ALL YOU GREAT FRIENDS!). I followed mom to work so that I wouldn’t need to drive my car, and I could follow her back after. The weather in the morning was like WOAH, B-E-A-Utiful, excellently excellent, magnificently magnificent, superbly superb and utterly utterly utterly….erk…greatly GREAT. And I was like OMG look at the LOL pretty sun! We were caught in a little jam, which SUCKS! ALL YOU PEOPLE SHOULD TAKE TEH LRT! But what’s a little jam la, it’s Malaysia la HELLO! And we listened to Light and Easy FM and there was like this ‘Who wanna be a million-hair” sorta game, and the girl she had to take so LOOOOooooooonnng…… to figure out A.Conan Doyle. HAPA la. Malu-ation wei.


No, no no….too cheerful…

Perhaps……

Something more…..
Descriptive?

And as we approached my mother’s office a small gloom settled over the skies, but I was unperturbed. We had a small breakfast at a nearby stall; 2 small bowl of noodles, before entering mom’s office. There was something cozy about the warm smiles mom’s colleague tend to throw on me, and I smiled back with every courtesy that I have sense to realize of. Mom was as usual fussy about everything me, saying that I should’ve taken a bottle of water and nagging me for wearing a jacket in such a warm weather. I left the office soon, striding across the busy roads and through a small alley and pass the coffee shops that bore the sweet look of yester years of long. The LRT was thankfully less packed, and I stood in a comfortable place watching the scenery flit pass and observing the subtle shapes the sun’s shadow threw pass the windows. I was considerably too early for the meeting with my friends, so I stopped at KLCC station and sat at the almost empty platform to read the newspaper. A welcoming serenity was present, soothing in way yet too silent in another. Screeches from the LRT trams that roar pass would break the silence, and slowly it pieces back together to a complete image of calmness, before shattering again. I continued my journey 40 minutes later.

Sheesh! Too boring……

Wait….
There must be……
Another approach….

Third Person, perhaps?

The fat boy of Walrus was surprised to meet Diane in the tram, right after they were landing, and they were joined soon by a waiting Ju Ee and a traveling Pei Ling. Walking to the shopping mall he was glad and cheered by his friends’ conversations, something he had missed over the holidays, but nothing warmed his heart more than the fact that his friends were meeting up to celebrate his and Ju Ee’s birthday (which has come to pass), and raking his memories he realized that it has been a while since he actually celebrated his birthday (though with simple elegance) among his friends, and he is utterly grateful. They had a meal at Shakey’s Pizza, though the fat boy of Walrus ate little (he had had breakfast earlier). He was merry, and merrier as his friends entertain, and was smiling more than he had ever did for the past month.


Alright, alright, that was all too clichéd…..

Well….

Something unique, perhaps?
How about…..

Internet style?


T3ach3r wasn’t in for teh 1st klas, so we chtted the hours away. Mich3ll3 ws t3llin abt het trip to Cambodia, n we laugh3d lk MAD Lol.
We w3nt for d 2nd klas, n it ws rath3r bosan tho d new subj3ct is interesting enuff. Ws damn slippy tho, cn’t op3n my eyes. Aprntly I ned to buy 4 dicts, whch’ll cos me lots. D 1 at hom3 is too big, so mebbe I ned to git a nw one too. Darn new subj3cts.


………………………I’m getting a headache @-@.

Ah what the hell

I’ll just go with…..

FRENCH.

je suis désolé pour cette chose boiteuse, et j'espère que je peux offrir un meilleur écris mais maintenant je suis juste stupide plat. je vous souhaite tout le bonne nuit.