Saturday, May 20, 2006
today was flag day.
flag day is cool. i asked five people for donations and none of them donated, so i gave up.
ate breakfast at macs, ended up having a burning ass.
actually, there was this kind woman who donated all her change and 10 dollars to national arthritis foundation. and then i think some people got excited and my entire tray almost flipped and my whole cup of coffee was spilt. on ME. i don't really know what happened but i swear when i stood up, smoke was coming out of my ass! and when i walked to the toilet i felt like those pregnant ladies you watched in ch8 dramas, but instead of blood dripping down my legs, it was coffee.
i think it was bad karma. maybe smelly ng was smelly and sore about not having a second date with me, so she kept cursing me non-stop and ta-da! a coffee skirt. now i can live up to my reputation of being the CoffeeGirl.
(melly sng you better not laugh. i am not kidding you. this whole thing started with me spilling a bit of milo on myself during csm and you calling me a loser, followed by you spilling around half a cup of coffee/tea on yourself and me calling you The Biggest Loser (TBL), and today, i had one whole cup of coffee split on me due to some unknown commotion. if you laugh at me, you might get bad karma, and maybe it would be TWO cups of coffee or tea next time.)
ended up walking around city hall area, then we went on separate ways.
so i was walking around with may and sabu, while the rest really did flag day.
cut my hair, and i do like my hair. even if you might think i look like someone. or even a butch with big boobs.
but i regret, because i am going to japan soon. should have left my hair for japan. there goes my kawaii hair. no more kawaii!
but it's okay, because i am kawaii enough. or at least i think so.
(talking about japan! my host student is from volleyball! but i wouldn't mind if she was in tea ceremony club or something like that though, can drink tea all the time and learn to become more shu nv [note the word more, because i already am one]. because seriously volleyball is the same everywhere. as in, singapore don't have ccas like tea ceremony club what.)
went to btan's house later. could see a complete difference in her brother who had just recovered. he can play pool very well, so i was pissed and call him Dengue Boy. then we went to watch westside story, a completely stupid show with amusing characters and best of all, their lines.
chompchomp has good food, i like it.
went home with flatly, and the bus ride was fast, like that kind of family roller coaster. and we were talking about food, and she was telling me how sambal stingray and cheesy prawns taste good on a barbecue. i will try the cheesy prawns someday.
anyway flatly is such a horrible person. because she eats a lot and is such a pig (according to her), but she is so skinny (and flat). i think she can be a bird, because birds have hollow bones, which is what she has. dammit, people with high metabolism rate are irritating.
but i wouldn't mind fracturing her jaw for her! then the doctor can do the rest of the job and she can split the money and give us both. i wouldn't mind if the doctor receives 100 dollars more though.
"i forgot to blog about this yesterday...
hahaha...my mom is getting more and more funky!!!
hahaha...even more funky than me...hahahaz...
she went to cut her hair and permed it!!
hahaha...nice change...i guess thats her superstitious part telling her to get a new look to wash away the bad luck...hahaha..." (you kope my layout, i kope your post.)
my mother is so irritating. she went to cut her hair and curled it and she didn't show me! wahlao i want to see and witness her road to being funky. she came back so late yesterday, and i was so tired that i slept already. now she is in thailand praying for better luck in the temples and when she comes back not that shiok to see anymore. but she cut her hair yesterday, and i cut my hair today, maybe we have telepathy or sth.
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