Wednesday, September 06, 2006

went to school for history remedial AT EIGHT IN THE FREAKING MORNING, bored as hell. freaking classmates ( not all of them ) thought i was a poser cuz i wore my camo pants cuz i had training after remedial, damn them. ah, who cares.

then i had to go do the stoopid history project (quandary) which took until 12. which is when training finished. stoopid terence kept playing spider solitaire and thawfeek was busy figuring out how to register for friendster. jay chou's songs are actually nice! ok that was random. so i was helping the poor kid register and i figured out a way to get past the school's 'right-click lock' ( we cant right click ) so that he could put this pic of ruud van nistel-something-or-other on his profile. poor kid.

meanwhile, terence is still playing spider solitaire and doing the quandary thing. which means he goes slower. so i help him out, being the angelic guy that i am. in the end, i got to freeload and he did most of it. im so proud of him. (: thawfeek didnt do a thing, bloody freeloader. nah, im kidding. oops. ima freeloader too. =x

quandary done, finally saved it, and training's basically over. damn. so i went over to the bubble tea shop with terence thawfeek and arun. ok this might sound gay, but arun is really cute. the things he says are so hilarious. so after we're done, i took the bus home to change and drop my bag off and change, then i was off the orchard. took a taxi cuz i was gonna be late (i was meeting michael at borders and it was already 1.15. oops.) $4.30, gone with the taxi.

so i got there, couldnt see squat. my eyes are 'infected'. that means that it looks slightly pinkish. well. sounds dangerous. but it also means i cant wear contacts. good thing i walked right past him, or i'd be looking for him for a long time. LOL.

we went to cafe cartel at raffles! so cool! free bread, holmes. awesome deal. i had this uber-spaghetti with some fried chicken that was so nice but i could finish it. sigh. im only 52 kilos! damnnation.

then after that we went to the army shop at beach road. i think it was beach road. well, it was pretty close to the lavender station and practically across the street from chye whatt seng (the gun shop). then when we were walking in this punk-ass idiot tried to knock into me on purpose just so that he could give me a dirty look. i just sidestepped. i was thinking, if i had a glock and a baseball bat i'd beat your little punk ass all the way up beach road. however, there is a Latin saying that goes like this:

Illegitimi non carborundum

translation: dont let the bastards grind you down.


so yeah, i kept my cool. im so proud of myself. anyway, the army shop didnt have anything nice, no brass knuckles, only swords, 6-inch fixed blades, daggers, etc. so un-cool and old. and i found out that there's actually an AIRSOFT place in singapore. damn. and guess what they do? they dont skirmish ( means we shoot each other), they do practical shooting! (they shoot paper targets) *gasp. just so you know, their airsoft guns are only accurate up till 15 meters. damn NOOB-LIKE.

so i waited for 45 minutes for michael to get his combat boots, and when we were done we took a taxi and he dropped me off opposite my place. they had been cleaning the bridge (pointless in my opinion) and they apparently finished, which means they took away the barricade they had put across the street and now i have 2 lanes to cross. oh never mind, you probably dont know what im saying. especially ashvini, she's so GONG. (:

so yeah, im at home now, attempting to download a 1.7 GB compressed folder, conquering the world on rome:total war, talking to my awesome other sis (:, and trying to sum up the determination to go work out.

that's all

8:57 PM N