Cornered by A Faux Rockstar

I noticed that the school board had posted some black, tattered posters about the up and coming battle of bands. Maybe I will not go this year. What's the point? Watching the lousy bastards head banging on the stage while the crowds ended up in fight under the stage ? And then the concert got cancelled again because the fight had gone out of control ? Or maybe i do want to go. I still remember last time sonia sang her ass off, some good goth she made.Maybe i should really go and watch the scenario of fighting again, and then the Battle of Bands banned from our school until Miss Yap retired.
So when i walked passed the corridor of Form 4's, I thought someone called my name... or not? oh, someone did call my name. And it's Faizal. He asked me a very... Interesting question. He asked me to join his band on the upcoming b.o.b, and he asked me to Sing. omigod, SING? and we are going to sing.. er-hm.. lavigne's complicated. so... tell me now, am i too cruel to say NO ? i know, it might recieve BIG applause that day because we are singing the "punk-wannabe" athem. but what the hell? I am not going to wear a TIE that day, jumping round the stage, doing air guitar? (or not) yelling that song lyric on that stage. and plus, i cant sing. at least, i didnt sing for quite some time. ever since jen and the others went aussie.
OK. let's skip that, now, today, i saw brenda in school. she looked well, fantastic. Long hair, low rise jeans, nice ass, and stuffs. she just looked simply stunning, i almost can't recognize her. i thought she was someone else looking for our school teachers at first. But i didnt get the chance to talk to her though, i was in the chem lab doing some experiment. yeah. and thats just a shame. I thought i almost worshipped her when i'm in my junior year.for i think she's the best and she got class in english literature. I still remember when she was in the parlimentary debate competition, she's absolutely too great for words.SHE'S GOOD.and Awesome. And just SIMPLY fantastic.
hah, sorry. did i get too carried away? i dont meant to be a geek if i worshipped someone's thats good in english, RIGHT?
Now to annying's case. Remember the blog i post the other day? about me feeling thrashed out when they teased me? yeah. she read it, and i can say that she felt bad. ( i hope that she didint think of me as pathetic and weak, even though i have to say that i do sounds really... argh, bloody stupid to feel that way when they are just joking)anyway, she mailed a letter to me, saying that she's sorry for what she'd said, that she didint realized what she had did all these time, will hurt me.
she post it on 26th and i only found out yesterday, to think back, i think she really did "handle me with care". sigh, how odd. sometimes, i do wish that someone will treat me better, but to think of it, i do prefer them in their usual ways, because being nice to me is something that i dont really used to. not that i meant they treat me bad, its just that, i want them to treat me like USUAL. and so, i wrote her a letter in hand, to tell her that, i am sorry that i cut myself and.. its not really what i meant of what i said in the blog. so.., i hope that things wouldnt get too weird between us two.
and, oh. i chatted with Stan yesterday. he told me he's not going back on august after all... and only be back in town this December. What a let down.. sigh.first he told me he's coming back on April...then August... now December. and next, April the next year? but that's okay, what do i expect then when he's back? huh? i dont trust that my physical apperance will appeal him. plus he said he prefer pretty chicks.. and obviously not a sixteen year old girl that wear dumb specs... [ sorry, i know i hate facist, but i cant bring myself to hate him even though he might judge from the outside] oh, of course the important part, he asked for my home number when i lost my cell. i was worrying that if he calls (that is if he will, sigh), his bill will go up. so i thought i said something like "no, dont call me" and then he said "alright i wont". and when i heard that, i got panicked. and finally blurted some stupid gibberish words, and told him what i really meant " i will love to get your calls" okay, i know. NOW i sound desperate.
And now, to the Upcoming Prom! im excited. and i hate to admit it. i even bought a red dress for that occasion. can you believe it. RED. jeez, i should get more laid back, and do some blacks instead. but then everyone's wearing black, maybe i should do something , out of the 'red' ? and dont worry guys, i will be sure of taking lotssaaaaa pictures. and perhaps thinking of uploading them too. and That is if i dont look hideous. lol. i still cant really accept the fact im wearing Red that night. And again, apologies to Yvonne, i know you think prom is superficial, but.. i just dont want to miss it.
oh , right, i missed my blood tests appointment, i dont want dr. majitol to made me stay in the ward when he saw me the darn scars on my forearm because i had gone emotional instable and i need one-week straight of counselling sessions. I am just relishing the cravings of cuts and blood. thats all.
alright, i will write til here. and i think that i was jumping to one and another incident too quick anyway. i am just too lazy to detail and eloborate everything. but anyway, i think hardly any of you really read my blog anyway, so... i dont really bother. i just wanted to feel accomplished to have my thoughts posted in here.
oh, if you can, please remind me that i had a 300 words prose to write for the upcoming contest held by Shell. the first prize bags rm3000!