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Title: Nervous Wreck
Type: Navigational
Ran Headlong Into Oblivion
![]() | Nervouswreck Hey There,I'm Fuad.This Is My Blog And My Thoughts Here. The Navigations Are Below.(The Words). So yea...What More There Is To Say? ![]() |
![]() | --- Well Here Goes... My Name Is Fuad.(Pronounced as "Foo-Ud") I Am 7Teen Years Old.Goin On 18.Then Extinction. A Proud Muslim.A Lover Of Allah. Anyway,I am well,a Teenage Guy,Or A Young Man I Think. No Longer A Boy But Not Yet A Man,Or Something.. Well Whatever The Case,I Still Have Much More To Learn Bout Life,Love And The Works. I Got A Long Way To Go.Seriously. I Am Also,An Overthinker.Seriously. Anyway If You're Just Like Me Or You Somehow Find Me Interesting(READ:Somehow), Feel Free To Add Me On MSN.It's; Ad_Therifleman-118@hotmail.com |
Further Description Of Myself: READ:Single. Loves Playing Guitar.Interest In Music.Good Sense Of Humor.
And I'm Too Nice. Seriously.
Whatever Happened,Happened...For Better Or Worse
Tuesday, April 8, 2008/ 20:34
Whatever Happened,Happened...
For Better Or Worse.. Well firstly I wanna talk bout somethin.Somethin I wanna clear. Its about Mimi. I did asked her why she's not talkin to me last Sunday.And she told me,its because she wants to be more quiet and focused in the studies.I thought,well ok then and i did tell her that it sucks not talkin to her much.Then,a few days later,I realised that what she told me wasn't the truth.There's somethin more to it.I mean,she was totally ok with everybody else.But she never says anythin to me.Its like she barely acknowledges that my table is beside her table.I dunno whats really wrong with her. So I just decided.If she doesn't wanna talk to me anymore,so be it.Thats her problem.And I dun even know what's her problem,honestly.So I guess thats it.I'll talk to her again if she starts talkin to me again.She wants to play it that way so be it. With That Over And Done,Lets Move On haha.. Anyway guys,I had my English Oral yesterday.I thought I did ok.Haha I Thought.My examiner was Mrs Choo.Some of you guys might know her.She's ok I guess.I know for the fact that she had lived in the U.S for a couple of years.I guess that's the reason why she has a pretty weird accent.But her english is kinda perfect...and I dunno where I'm goin here haha.Anyway back to oral.I walked up to her table.She was smilin.I was kinda nervous.I said "Good afternoon" to her.And she's still smilin.It started to creep my out haha.Then she tried to said my name.It went like This; Mrs Choo:Okay Muhammad...(Face lookin abit puzzled) Me:Fuad(as In Foo-Ud) Mrs Choo:Fuad?Are You Sure"(Points at my name tag.Come to think of it,I think she said "Fud".And like,helloo,how can I not be sure of my own name?haha) Me:Yes,my name is pronounced as Fuad(Keepin a smile on my face.Its started to feel like an interview haha) Mrs Choo:(Still lookin puzzled)Ouh Ok,well Fud(seriously)can you read for me the passage?(Smile) Me:Uhh Ouh..(Looked at the paper) So I sat and I read the passage.I mustered all the Britishness in me(Is That Even A Word?).Then came the picture discussion.I told her bout a couple of things and then she says lets start with conversation.I'm quite surprised,coz I only said a few things.But Mrs Choo is still smilin so I thought I must be doin ok.The conversation was pretty quick too.Well I spoke like I would normally,except with close to perfect english haha.She was smilin all the time and she did laugh when I told her bout a time when I got Diarrhoea and also about me not being that good with children haha.Well I guess,being honest is a good way for the conversation part. And then it was over.It was so fast for me and its obvious too coz,I could see the others were just startin on their conversation part.Haha so I'm still not sure whether fast,is good.But me and Mrs Choo ended it with smiles and everythin so it should be ok..right?Ok I don't know here,You tell me haha. After that,I collected my phone and went home. For Better,Or Worse. Like I said,Whatever Happens,Happens.And somethin did happen haha.She could be readin this haha.Well apparently,Eleanor read my blog.She told me.So I'm like,"Man!I am so dead!".I wrote quite alot of stuff in my blog.And I got no one else to blame but me.I'm still tryin to figure out why it hadn't occur to me that she would read this stupid blog someday.I guess I'm just blinded.Haha.Well Eleanor,I'm sorry for my stupidity.Truly. But she seems ok with it though.I expected her to hate me for it Or kill me or something.So well,know she knows what I've been thinkin bout all this time.For Better,Or Worse.And I hate myself even more now haha. Ahh I shouldve said somethin to her when I passed her on the fourth floor.Maybe say Good Luck for oral and apologise for this blog or somethin.Somehow I just can't face her just now.Out of embarassment I guess.Well,tomorrow will be another day. It was rainin just now.Which has nothin to do with anythin else I've just talked about haha.And I'm goin to Awards day on Friday. Eleanor,you really are something.And I'm nothing. Song Verse Of The Day:"Even The Best Fall Down Sometimes.Even The Wrong Words Seem To Rhyme.Out Of The Doubt That Fills My Mind,I Somehow Find You And I Collide" Howie Day-Collide |