Saturday, May 12

It's 12.27pee/em & I'm still not dressed for the event at TJC later. Let's hope the other two croons wouldn't hold me up.
& so yesterday was the end of the bloody black&white paper prints. I can't exactly rejoice cos I haven't done any one of them well. It's all over but the crying, in the sense that I can never do anything well. I left at about 1.30pee/em yesterday to head out into town only to be ultimately delayed by HALF AN HOUR++?! cos of Bebek. Haha. I don't mind waiting but I had to come face to face with mats at the bus stop & at the station, that's why I mind. God I even met Noor & that other GV guy & even talked to them about whatever from waiting for the bus, all the way to waiting for the train. ):
Bebek next time give me the heads up so like I can take a detour & avoid taking 222!
We ate at the top floor of FarEast after getting ourselves a pair of shoes each. 2 fucking pairs of heels for $15. They don't hurt my feet! HOO! We toured around the 3rd floor & I ripped a pair of studs off Watts In. Then we made our way down & met the softball coach, Mash was it? Talked for a while. He saw my heartbreaker necklace and went "Get away from me" LOL HAHA. Then went down one floor & met Hadi&Hanies talked again. Down to Borders for like 15 minutes? We took the long bus ride home. The ulterior motive was to camwhore in the bus home but MEH IT CAME IN A SINGLE-DECKED BUS. Ngeeann xia. So /: no pictures of my dressy-up ensemble. It looks weird but I like it but then again it's weird & I don't like it. Wowweecontradiction. Or maybe I'll just repeat the same ensemble some other day haha. We were suppose to meet up with Zhuliana but I had to leave early so we didn't. I came home to Spiderman 3 playing in the living room. Cool huh.
Ooof. Them silly boyos came down to my estate day before yesterday. Crazy shiz. They borrowed a friend's dad's cab and trooped from Jurong East all the way down to Bedok. Haha, yeah I was like WTF? when Suf called & said he was at my void deck at 8pee/em. Just so you know, none of them have any license at hand & they pulled out the back plate of the cab HAHAHHA. One of them was drunk, I don't know him, so after like an hour talking I only realised he's had his eyes closed. He was lying at the foot of the mailboxes. Whether he was sleeping or he'd passed out, I wouldn't know & the rest of them just didn't bother either HAHAHAHA. & when I came down yesterday morning to go to school, three of them are still on the stools - sleeping- & the drunk one IS STILL AT THE FOOT OF THE MAILBOXES. HAHAHHA CARTOON. I woke them up & talked for a bit telling them to go home then I went full-frontal with the last of them paper prints.

So there you go.


As for the TJC event, check out the pages of the two mokes.
As for the after-TJC event, pretty good too.

So if you wanna play some guessing game, go figure who Zameer was dreaming of on Saturday night when he wetted himself head to toe before getting sick. :D


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