okay, say it out loud.
END OF O'S!!!!!!
hah. feel soooo much better but it's a bit late for the broadcast of EOO since last paper ended like more than 24hrs ago.
tennis right after physics paper(which i think i screwed up. ya, physics wad.)
and this time, I WAS THE ONE WHO HIT TWO BALLS OUT.
why me???? okay, maybe overdose of sugar or banana or chocolates..or maybe it's the form of
releasing pressure. woooohaaa!
then off to vivo for dinner at some hongkong restaurant, the only one in the whole of dear Singapore. i ordered milk tea(which i regret awfully..i'll explain why later.) and baked rice with chicken chop and cheese of course. after dinner, the rest saw my dress for grad nite. yes!! they saw the dress!(crap.) but it was not me wearing it. phew. but no more fun.
caught sight of michelle when she was at the mrt station, told lenny to scream her name.
muahahha. hey neighbour!
she had some make up on, looked nice.
then reached home and got screwed quite badly cos it was...10plus?
naughty me, yaya. my fault. i'm a bad bad bad child.
it sounds as if i do not feel remorseful at all. that's bad.
anywaayyy, slept at 3am.
thanks to that BLOODY MILK TEA. i think they added chicken brands or something that made me lose my sleep and i woke up at 8am.
that's like stupid 5 hours.
n watched ghost whisperer on 56.com, headed over to mrt n shopped the whole day with dear vanhui. bought and spent like nobody's business.
ate at pepper lunch, yumyum!
wanted to head over to bugis to meet jingmei but they called n said they're going tm for dinner.
FINE.
lol, so vanhui n i just had to head home.
n there was this china guy whom walked all the way home with me, lived on the 18th storey and he was singing to some cheeena song. i barely understood the lyrics cos he sounded extremely horrible. yea, poor guy. but applause for his bravery of singing so freaking loud even tho there's a stranger in the same lift.
the lyrics was something about giving him two minutes, to...i dunno. his singing really sucks.
and he even tried to hit the high note. god, i almost choked to death right there.
thank goodness i didn't. if not he'd have given me cpr and i'd rather he left me there.
so back home. feet aching like crazy. thanks to the stupid flats.
hope the heels i bought for grad nite tmr will be more comfy.
i bet there'll be tons of photos tmr. everyone will be so glamorous.
the food better taste good. it's furama, chinatown.
and the hair & makeup also better be alright. i don't want to look like some mophead.
pics tmr!
btw,
yongjie---recuerdelos means remember them in spanish and abt the prank..not saying, cause it's a prank.
zhiyi---rule the world MUST be there la. n the thumbdrive!!!
michelle----hey neighbour:D the painting will only be done like...next year. by then we'll all die of insufficient oxygen and accused of glue/paint sniffing.
but it's funny u didnt get it.lol
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