Omgosh omgosh. Hmm. Lets start with yesterday. [[= wells. My family and I watched Mr and Mrs. Smith. Honestly I didn’t think it was as bad as the ratings say but oh wells. That’s MY opinion. =]] except for the sick parts where I think they were having sex. I m not sure whether it was under the covers because OBVIOUSLY, I wasn’t looking.
OUR CONVERSATION (between my mom and me):
my mom (when they were having sex) said: Don’t look arh.
Me: duh.
My mom: *just grinned with a naughty glint in her eye*
HELLO??!! LIKE WHAT IS HER PROBLEM??
Fortunately I am NOT a bloody sicko like her. Hrmph.
Ok. Today. Choir practice. We sang and danced. And Chanel sprained her ankle. -.- by tripping on a box or something. But anyways. That’s not the point. =]] after that we went to Far East to eat lunch. At KFC. Not my first choice to eat by anyways. OMGOSH I FEEL LIKE SUCH A PIGG ELIZA COULDN’T EVEN FINISH HER CHEESE FRIES AND I WAS LIKE GOBBLING DOWN MY SHROOMS BURGER WHIPPED POTATOES AND POPCORN CHICKEN. While cat and suet entertained us with stories of a girl called Cheryl Chia who survives on Mentos and Milo. Sounds like a good idea to me. =]] tralalla. Lets count. How many of us was it? Hmm. Elvina (who only came to eat lunch) Charmaine Suet Cat Eliza Chao Shuyu Me Zan Vera Eliza. ((: we saw yilun buying something at Churros. And we like bashed her shoulders which I was so scared of doing in case it wasn’t her and we embarrassed ourselves.. well, you get the picture.
On the bus. Quite uneventful except that in the middle of the bus(you know those wonky ones that bend in the middle) the metal plates made our butts gyrate. =]] and also for the tiny fact that there was this bitchy woman –no wait, not even a woman an old prune- came up to us and said:” Is this a school bus?” To which of course we answered “No.” and she replied:” SO WHY IS IT SO NOISY?” HELLO. And after that (of course NOT AFTER SHE PEERED suspiciously at our badges) she went to sit down with her screwed phone making WAY more noise then us I tell you. ARGH. HELLO. I WANNA SQUUEZE THE PRUNE JUICE OUTTA HER. SQUUUUEEEEEEEEEZE. Okay. Calm.
Bras Basah was quite fun actually. [minus the dirty old men and manymany dark and secluded places where said men could rape us and nobody would hear] We found a wheel which (I think) would have been perfect for the play except that it cost $80 BUCKS to rent it for a day and $580 to buy it. Then we traipsed of to the manymany art shops around and found that ALL of the shops sold the paint at crazy prices so I have to go to a nearby shop and by the paint they use for painting walls. ><><><
The MRT ride. Quite awkward after Vera left at somerset cause then it was only Suet and me and I was like. Talking crap because I hate it when people sit so silent next to each other on the train. And my non-functioning brain caused me to say that it was my stop for 3 stations. -_-
OUR CONVERSATION (between my mom and me):
my mom (when they were having sex) said: Don’t look arh.
Me: duh.
My mom: *just grinned with a naughty glint in her eye*
HELLO??!! LIKE WHAT IS HER PROBLEM??
Fortunately I am NOT a bloody sicko like her. Hrmph.
Ok. Today. Choir practice. We sang and danced. And Chanel sprained her ankle. -.- by tripping on a box or something. But anyways. That’s not the point. =]] after that we went to Far East to eat lunch. At KFC. Not my first choice to eat by anyways. OMGOSH I FEEL LIKE SUCH A PIGG ELIZA COULDN’T EVEN FINISH HER CHEESE FRIES AND I WAS LIKE GOBBLING DOWN MY SHROOMS BURGER WHIPPED POTATOES AND POPCORN CHICKEN. While cat and suet entertained us with stories of a girl called Cheryl Chia who survives on Mentos and Milo. Sounds like a good idea to me. =]] tralalla. Lets count. How many of us was it? Hmm. Elvina (who only came to eat lunch) Charmaine Suet Cat Eliza Chao Shuyu Me Zan Vera Eliza. ((: we saw yilun buying something at Churros. And we like bashed her shoulders which I was so scared of doing in case it wasn’t her and we embarrassed ourselves.. well, you get the picture.
On the bus. Quite uneventful except that in the middle of the bus(you know those wonky ones that bend in the middle) the metal plates made our butts gyrate. =]] and also for the tiny fact that there was this bitchy woman –no wait, not even a woman an old prune- came up to us and said:” Is this a school bus?” To which of course we answered “No.” and she replied:” SO WHY IS IT SO NOISY?” HELLO. And after that (of course NOT AFTER SHE PEERED suspiciously at our badges) she went to sit down with her screwed phone making WAY more noise then us I tell you. ARGH. HELLO. I WANNA SQUUEZE THE PRUNE JUICE OUTTA HER. SQUUUUEEEEEEEEEZE. Okay. Calm.
Bras Basah was quite fun actually. [minus the dirty old men and manymany dark and secluded places where said men could rape us and nobody would hear] We found a wheel which (I think) would have been perfect for the play except that it cost $80 BUCKS to rent it for a day and $580 to buy it. Then we traipsed of to the manymany art shops around and found that ALL of the shops sold the paint at crazy prices so I have to go to a nearby shop and by the paint they use for painting walls. ><><><
The MRT ride. Quite awkward after Vera left at somerset cause then it was only Suet and me and I was like. Talking crap because I hate it when people sit so silent next to each other on the train. And my non-functioning brain caused me to say that it was my stop for 3 stations. -_-
Sam (: - 6/15/2005 10:47:00 AM