Sunday, February 25, 2007

Party time!! (I wish...)

Exams may be over but there's still a few weeks of attachment before my holidays officially begin. Damn sian! And the best part is, it clashes with Claralicious' schedule... which means, I will not have a partner to go clubbing with. If this situation cannot be rated as "Fucked up", I don't know what can!

So, the last paper for Year 1, Semester 2; pretty damn wasted! I lost three marks just like *snaps fingers* THAT because them lecturers deciding to set a short answer question on one of the e-lecture topics. Blast it.

Well, was 'spose to go watch "Norbit" with Andy, Rashmi, Shidah, Jue, Yoga and Mugi... but tickets cost a frickin' $9.50 each and the theatre which sells really cheap tix is located all the way at Bedok!! Too far lah... so in the end, met up with Clara and Terence at town to run a couple of errands with them. Wah, tiring man!

-Took a train from YCK and met those two at Taka
-Viewed art-pieces at some gallery
-Had lunch at Wisma's Food republic
-Headed over to Far East Plaza for shopping and neo-print!
-Took a bus to Funan the IT mall
-Walked up and down to search for the bus-stop with a bus that'll take us to Ubi
-Boared the bus and we ended up at Redhill/Queenstown
-Took a cab to Ubi and got caught in a jam
-Had dinner after Claralicious' dental appointment
-Bitched and slacked until 9.30pm and took a bus back to the Northeast
-Bathed, packed my stuff and went down to Clara's place
-We were supposed to ton the whole night but our eyelids weighed a tonne each!

Happening day, eh? Hahaha! Initially, I had to go repair my digicam but after walking up and down non-stop, I decided against the idea. The place to send it for repair is located at Clarke Quay there ok! Walk until siao ah!

And today:

-Had Mee Goreng for breakfast courtesy of Clara's mum
-Clara, her mum and I bitched about some insignificant, infantile, insane faggot
-Claralicious starts getting ready to go to Terence's place
-Joked around with auntie for abit
-Clara starts on her make-up while I kept Terence updated about the process via MSN
-Viewed topless pictures of wannabe-Playmates; MAJOR TURN-OFF!
-Auntie gave me a red packet (after opening it: OMG!!!)
-Waited for that woman to pack her bag, put on her accessories & look for another bag to place mandarin oranges in
-Helped her select the right footwear
-She took a cab to her destination and I hopped onto a bus to the swimming complex

The sun was great! Or so I thought. It bloody started to pour just 20 minutes after I stripped out of my clothes (and into my swimwear). Had to seek shelter at the cafeteria for a whole 10 minutes before the sun finally came out again.

A group of inconsiderate kids were playing frisbee in the pool. WHO PLAYS FRISBEE IN A SWIMMING POOL?! There I was, tanning my back when suddenly.... *PIACK* The damned frisbee hit me in the sole! Fucking painful sia! Cheebye McNugget!

I don't know why, but everytime I go sun-tanning (be it wherever), someone will be playing frisbee within 2 metres of where I choose to lie down. And everytime I suay suay kena hit by the frisbee one. Like the other time when I was at Sentosa with Salmon, both of us were just lying on the sand and talking when a frisbee flew towards me and hit my left knee. ARGH! Hate frisbees!

Today's tan wasn't all that fantastic. Skin's not golden brown enough.. and I got hit in the SOLE!! I've said it once and I'm gonna say it again; DAMN PAINFUL LAH!!!! @#$%^&*

That's all for now, ya'll. Gonna catch the match between Liverpool and Sheffield (the Kop is currently leading by 2 goals. And the best part? Both are penalty scores. Go Stevie, go Robbie!).

PS: I don't like watching soccer with *cough cough*! HE TALKS NON-STOP! I wanna watch the game IN PEACE, not listen to your incessant, redundant comments! I've been watching soccer for a long time now, I KNOW HOW/WHY A PENALTY IS BEING AWARDED. No need you to teach me. Gawd!!! And he has this really bad habit of switching channels very frequently. I can be watching Stevie and his team counter-attack Sheffield one moment and the next thing I know, I see West Ham getting murdered by Charlton. Wah lao eh! Be considerate for once lah! I'M ALSO WATCHING LEH! Roar! Think this one your house ah?! Your TV ah?! Your remote control ah?! As if koping the remote isn't bad enough, my game always gets interrupted by your non-stop switching of channels! Quit being an idiot before I totally lose my cool!