Friday, May 05, 2006
today was pure madness i tell you.chinese paper was ohso difficult.
and i wasn't even concentrating on the paper la.
oh well. not much can be done.
especially now. the paper was over so long ago.
stayed back in school until about 11 plus.
helping mr. tay with the invitation cards for commendation.
the cards were uber cute.
it had polka dots at the footer of it.
we were 'working' in the meeting room.
and eating our toblerones.
the ones from royston.
THANKS
and making a whole lot of noise.
julianne became lettucehead
i became peanuthead
rachel became nehnehpok
felicia became BIGhead goh.
felicia and rachel ah, anyhow drag me and julianne
into the whole mess.
we were meant to be normal people.
not distorted ones.
after that, we went to macs and we took lovely
pictures of each other kissing mr. macdonalds.
he's sizzling hawwt.
and we saw ms lum, ms chan and ms ng there.
we showed them the pictures and they were facinated.
AHAHA.
then we mixed all the sauces and leftovers together.
chili sauce, tartar sauce, ketchup sauce, bbq sauce.
practically anything that was on the table
was in the mixture.
it looked...well, vomit-ish.
seriously.
oh oh oh, and we walked the long way to the bustop.
and rachel and felicia were being mean and evil.
they pulled the branches of the trees and the waterdroplets
splashed onto me and jul.
jul tried to get them back but she ended up getting herself wet.
-.-
that silly girl.
i tried to get revenge, but i couldn't reach the branches.
dang it.
and i accidentally stepped in a small puddle of water.
the water ended up on jul's leg.
and she got mad.
mad i tell you.
she started steeping on water puddles all over.
and we copied her.
so, if you happened to be at the scene,
you wouldn't know where to look first.
it was a big commotion.
we were screaming and shouting.
water was everywhere.
shoes were wet
shirts were wet
skirts were wet
bags were wet
and when i stepped another puddle,
the water went up my skirt.
ugh.
and so you see,
we always try and have fun.
((:
plus, my throat feels as if there's sandpaper
rubbing against it.
Anonymous walked on the sunny side.
2:33 PM.
2:33 PM.