ah, english again..how i dreadfully miss the atmosphere..
yeah, yeah, yeah, my last posts are all fully loaded with heavy usage of my mother tongue..
am i expressin meself better in malay?
nah, i just feel that it appeals more to the readers..
most of my fans (ahaha, yeah rite..) loves me writing in malay.hah.
hmmm.
yesterday my friend, jazli, told me to represent our class for women's futsal team.
i was like, what the heck, man?
the only sport i know is. errm, well, jogging?
ha.
i said no.
and xplained and explained. over and over again.
and all jazli said to me was,
"play futsal k?"
ish.
oh world, accept this fact,
the so-called miss-know-it-all (thats what they called me back at school) Nurul Schuhada can't play sports!!
hah.
sports is like one of the things i suck at, alongside drawing (i have this miserable talent of making a dog look like a schoolbus) as well as singing.
i really cant tell whats my talent, and sometimes i wonder will i ever be a good teacher?
pray tell.
and pray that i will be an AWESOME teacher soon.
after all, i am the future educator of YOUR children.aha.
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