try this on for size...

ok, i just found out that my posts were a little sad so i'm trying to make it merrier now! oh ya.. i wanna try this stuff. pls rate and comment... (the last sentence has a special meaning to yash)

D-DAY

I woke up a little dazed this morning. It was not because I lacked of sleep -I slept quite early yesterday, around 11- but because I had terrible battle with my body before I finally dozed off. Thinking back about the pain i endured last night gives me creeps. I had a terrible chest pain last night and it took me quite a while before I could even regain my composure enough to fall asleep. I’m still not sure what had caused it. It could be cause of gastric or maybe some weird bizarre new disease and I was the first victim to actually die for it. But for now, I’m going to just leave all those question to rest first. I have bigger things to worry about.
For example, the fact that SMKBU will be having their ‘marathon’ today aka a gruesome and terrible 7.5km race and I’m both psyched and nervous about it. Psyched because I might actually win this race and running can be pretty cool at times. AT TIMES. And of course, I’m nervous because I might lose. It shouldn’t be a big deal to me; not everyone can win, there must be one who shall be the loser in order to enable the other to be a winner. I knew that perfectly well but my pathetic competitive brain wouldn’t give me a break.
Miss Marla (the greedy fellow who drives me and Alvina to school and charges us impossible high fair) came early today. As soon as I stepped on the last step on the staircase leading to the living room floor from the second floor, her car horn was heard. I wasn’t even done yet! In a flash, I climbed back up the stairs two steps at a time and barked down orders to my smaller brother, Peter. He quickly passed me a considerate amount of pocket money which he took from dad’s wallet (with permission of course!) and I grabbed my bottle and socks (yes, I failed wear it in the house because of the rush) before jumping into the ugly gold Wira. Stupid driver, yesterday she arrived much later than usual and now she’s damn bloody early! UGH!
“Good morning, Miss Marla.” She nodded and asked me if there were still anything I forgot to bring; I had forgotten about my necktie and vest one day and my bottle on the other day. I'm pretty harebrained and forgetful for a typical 16 years old. Yashna even has this theory, "Ash lends her brain to others on every normal days and gets them back only when there is a test".
I replied Miss Marla with a polite sheepish laugh and said no. In a few minutes time, we –we as in Miss Marla and her niece who goes to the same school as me- reached Alvina’s house. Once she stepped into the car, we gossiped in Chinese just like every other day. We do not usually talk about important stuff, just some silly rubbish conversation but we do not want to risk it. We might have slipped something important or mean about others when we speak in English and Miss Marla could easily use them on us. So, better stay on the safe side and speak Chinese.

You know what, i wanted to continue but i had already reached 516 words. So, i better stop for now... Bye bye and tc...
ashlyn...

P.s: no mean remarks, yash... it seems a little but quizilla standard but hey, its just a blog.

Comments

Yashna said…
i hv ntg against quizilla. n it wasnt tat standard o. nice post. n 516 izzz a lotttttt!!!!!!!!!
Lishaanth said…
u actualy counted!!!
Ashlyn said…
the microsoft word counted for me...
Ashlyn said…
yashna, one more thing, i couldnt continue it.. its just too plain.. no love lifes no big deals just me, running, heart pain cause of running, big hot sun and prize.
Yashna said…
u wrote....cross country?
Ashlyn said…
don worry, i'll try to continue it.. right after my shower...
Ashlyn said…
ya, i wanna try a different way to blog.. if i'm writing a story, it wont be here.. it will be in ur emails from my yahoo with an attached file
Yashna said…
okkkk um thx 4 tellin me.

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