The Sweet Escape

Thursday, March 8

SECONDDAYOFSCHOOL.

HELLIOS FRIENDOS.

i love inventing new words.

schhool was usual, but we ended school at like 11 am!, again.
had to buy uniforms, so i told ah-ning that once we were dismissed, i would run to the uniform counter, especially since i was siting closest to the exit door of the hall.
well, singaporeans all have a slight kiasueness in them right?

my blouse ran out of stock, had the skirts though, but decided to buy it was a set. so ordered 2 sets.23$$ for one set. i think it's cheap, or rather reasonable.
but the pe uniform costs 21$$, so like not worth it, i feel.
but it's dry-fit, so that's an added advantage.
no more cotton material pe tshirt, which stinks after every pe lesson.
(especially since i used to have a disgusting habit of keeping my used pe clothes under the desk in tk, and use it for the next pe lesson. gross, i know. it's terribly disgusting.

finally met my cousin in mj today. he came over to say hi, and so concidentally we were with friends, so we started introducing each other to our friends.
no body believed us, until we keep saying " really, this is my cousin".
wanna know why?!

colour difference la. haha.

how cool is that to have your cousin, in the same schhoool was you.
it's like so coolios.

yesterday, we sorta decided on a movie marathon at poh's house. so after schhool, and everything, headed to meet berd before going to poh's.
but that girl, only woke up when i called her, at freaking 11.40am.
that girl will never ever see the sunrise in her whole life now la.
waited like close to 35minutes for her at the bus-stop, where it was so freaking hot.

made friends with this grandma, first, she tried conversing to me in english,( rather broken one), and i could tell that she was visibly shocked when i replieed her in mandarin. actually, i like the expression of people when they hear me speak chinese. it's cause they think i am a malay, everyone mistakes me for a malay.(never a indian berfore), abd they get so shocked when i sppeak to them in chinese. similarly, malays who try to speak to me i malay, also get a shock, cause i will be damn blur, and i will try to tell them that im no a malay.

that day when i was waiting for 854 at yishun interchange, i was eating some food from oldchangkee, and this old malay lady, started telling me( i think she was pissed), that malays cannot eat food from oldchangkee, and she was rather disturbed by the fact that i was eating, "non-halal" food. haha. i tried a few times, before she finally, understood that i was not a malay.
haha. and i took the opportuninty to tell her that oldchangkee is actually a halal food joint,(so that she can catch up on all the lovely, deep-friend, fatty laden, but terribly delicious food that she missed out over the years) but she still didn't believe me. well, her loss.

i love old people, especially those very talkative, cute ah-mas. and i love my grandma too! she wants me to stay with her during school days, cos she lives only a few blocks away from meridian. haha. so cute right. she keeps asking my mummy to let me stay with her.

quack's accepted in temasek. as much as i feel rather sad. cos we opted for all the samee courses, and most likely will get into the same class, but at the samee time happy for her. good job quacko!:)

so lunch cum movie cum cards day was great.watched final destination 3. poor visibility la. lousy pirated disc i brought. but it was scary. more like freaky, and utterly gross.
decided to play cards after the movie, and they started playing blackjack/poker? whatever you call that game, which the winner is the one who gets close to 21?yuppos, that game.
played bluff with the chops, while the pda just decided to take another nap. it was damn fun la, everyone kept bluffing, and in the end, i had like full sets for numbers 4,5,6,J,9,2,and i think K. yuppos. that was how loserish i sucked at the game. and clever poh managed to find the box of chocolates, i purposely hid from her.

well, back home, cooked egg ommelette, some kind of veg and fresh mushrooms. heated up the chicken curry from yesterday. and that was our dinner.

no more, eight and nine oclock shows.
only the seven oclock show on channel U.it totally rocks man.

i don't know if it's too early to get stressed, but i am already very stressed about school. the reality that for the past three months have been a tremendous slack period of time, has slapped me rather hard on my face. and i feel i really need to make use of the march holidays to catch up.

&i'm looking for a nice school bag, no more nerdy haversacks. i saw a very nice,very beachy bag that i wanted to get.25$$, cheap, and very pretty. just the bag that i love. but someone slap me.
i don't know where i saw it.
it;s somewhere in either orchard, far east or marina square, or bugis.
sigh, whataloser, sylvianne.

now i have to comb all the streets, to find that bag.

and frendos! lets get the bag! dont care about he copycat la! we get it! and poh since you are so extremely rich, you may consider sponsoring me, your dear friend,
i shan't even ask berdo, cos either she's to poor, or to kiam to share her money! haha.

everyone spell P-A-R-T-I-A-L F-R-A-C-T-I-O-N-S. (L)
that's what i am doing now.

so long, people who read.
you know who you are.

Last Updated @ 9:06 PM