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Saturday, August 12, 2006

yesterday was eventful.

school was okay. got to know about all the deadlines.

went a little crazy after school. all rika did was laugh.

and third language was bad. yeo sensei caught me with my phone.

went to meet baka after third lang at cityhall, had ben&jerry's and chippy.

the fireworks were good. but it was really stuffy and you could see rika's face turning redder than it already was.

and one of the worse things when watching fireworks is free and unwanted commentaries.

"okay, girl you see, the fireworks got a lot of patterns. got the fall down one, the shoot up very high one, wah you see this golden one!

girl, you see this one! so many different colour!"

seriously, just let your daughter watch in peace.

after that it was real squeezy and we went to have a drink before rika couldn't take it and had to go home. and daphne moo the driver took really long to get to the busstop because suntec car park was so packed. rika was almost sleeping at the busstop already.

home was disastrous. my mother came shouting at us because we were supposedly back very late but she doesn't care that she's even later herself usually. rika was scared i think. oh well it was my mum's birthday and we were supposed to go out for supper. but after that everything was quite okay and i was laughing at my mum again. supper was good and it was quite funny actually.

about rika. i think i am nice to her but it's just sad that we're so different. i don't think i'll ever become good friends with her and i don't think we'll keep in touch after she goes back like i did with my host in japan. it's pretty obvious when i don't even dare to touch her stuff after 11 days at my house. i feel so restricted and it's like i'll have to adapt to her lifestyle more than she adapting to mine. and i detest light sleepers because they wake up at the slightest noise and make you feel guilty. and i can't seem to joke with her either because she'll just get confused. well everybody says she's cute but cute is cute only.

okay goodbye and i need money.

heaven on earth
2:46 pm