Not so exciting day

So yesterday went to meet him to go army market to buy some stuff for him to go to
Australia.
He's leaving on Thursday, and it'll be 3 whole weeks until I see him again.
Wish he could pack me into one of his bags and bring me with him.
Anyway, after we bought his things,
we went to this deserted shopping centre called The Concourse.
I've never been there before, and inside so few people.
We had dinner there and went Bugis to watch movie.
We watched the Sinking of Japan.
Quite nice leh.

an exciting day

Phwah.
Yesterday was an eventful day.
Went to meet my friend in the morning to go to school to hand in the insurance forms.
He was at Toa Payoh stadium doing his army fitness test,
has to do it before he gets locked up in December.
He did everything well but didn't pass the sit and reach haha.
So we took the bus to school with his constant chattering in my ear.
I tell you, that man has buckets to say!
I gave an occasional nod and 'yah lor' and started a discussion too but most of the time
he was the one talking.
Then we walked from our school to Queensway Shopping Centre and ate laksa there.
The only time he didn't talk was when eating the laksa.
You all know I have this habit of burping,
so after finishing the laksa I burped.
And the laksa came up and went into my windpipe!
Having water up that tube is already horrible enough,
but laksa?!
I was choking and choking and hurried off to buy myself some coconut water with two
slices of coconut inside.
Cost me $1.
It's nice.

We talked a lot.
Relationships, money, soccer bookies, rich girls, his fitness test...
I don't mind his constant chatter lah,
but I find it funny that he can talk so much.
But his topics are not those crap and irrelavant stuff but the topics that matter and
are realistic.
You'll never get bored with him.

I then went home,
to be bombarded by my ma.
She handed me a letter and told me a lawyer sent us a letter.
Lawyer send letter very jialat on leh!
I read read read.
Eh?
Actually the address is addressed to the wrong person,
but to the correct address.
Last time my pa and his friend signed up for a Singtel phone plan.
Those cheap cheap plans whereby you can register one person's name and have two lines.
Then my pa's friend that time got cheated by his China mistress who took all his money
and he went a bit crazy.
Then that time he chatted with the mistress for very long until the phone bill very
expensive.
But then after that he went crazy and nobody want to pay the phone bill.
So Singtel is going to sue lor.
We are the ones who are mistakened, so we must make it clear right.
So I ended up calling the lawyer.
He said it's ok.
Singtel give them two addresses so they send two letters,
but the party who is responsible must pay Singtel within 7 days or they will
take LEGAL ACTION.
7 days already.
They refuse to pay.
Hahaha.

he's gonna die

Remember the case of Ah How killing the little girl?
The decision has been made,
looks like he'll be in hell soon.
President Nathan didn't accept all the signatures.
Poor thing lor, I did sign for him.

I'm still so sleepy.
Later have to meet my friend and go to school to hand in some school fees insurance thing.
Bad timing leh, they send the forms this week.
I this week no school lah.
Thinking about the upcoming exams next week gives me a headache.
Thinking about my baby leaving for Australia next week gives me a heartache.

prata-over-consumption.

Last night went to celebrate PY's birthday at Prata House at Upper Thomson.
Actually supposed to go for steamboat at Marina Bay,
then changed to Junction8,
then change to steamboat at Ang Mo Kio,
then changed to Prata House.
We're a bunch of indecisive people.
Last afternoon I already had two pieces of plain prata that my ma bought,
then at night I ate 3 more.
Ice cream prata, cheese prata and plain prata.
5 pratas in a day!
I'm going to die of prata-over-consumption.

I should start studying hor,
next week exams liao.

poor guy jumping the tracks and big news to dear old ma

I'm sure you've all heard of the case of the poor (I mean literally) man jumping the tracks
at Chinese Garden MRT station, if not, you really live under a rock.
As my friend remarked, you cannot die of hunger in Singapore, but you can die of poorness.
As in really go and plug yourself because you're so poor, you can't afford to pay your
water and electricity bills.
That's a real life example.
A sad story, really.
The family practically survived on instant noodles and porridge and vegetables.
But the death may be a blessing, but of cos the grief at first, to the family, the two sons and the widow.
They've received over 500K from people all over Singapore.
Spending the rest of their lives won't be a problem then.
I mean, they're rich.
It's a sad story lah, but get a little publicity, all the money comes rolling in.
Not I don't sympathise with them hor, but I'm stating the fact.

This afternoon I told my old ma I have a boyfriend.
She was like, 'Want to die arh?! Your studies more important! The money I give you is not
for free hor! What if you fail how?!' and yada yada.
As if I will let my studies interfere with other things.
Although I'm mentally unstable, I know what is my first priority.
Funnily enough, she then got interested, and want to know more about him.
So I gladly filled in the details.
Where he lives, all about his family, his job, his personality...
Of cos I added in all the pluses.
Like he's going to start a business soon, and he's honest and won't bully people..
Haha.
I even told her his age.
She was a bit shocked.
But I'm surprised she took it lightly.
I told her age is not the problem.
She told me it's not that she don't want to let me have a boyfriend, but I'm still young
and next time still got lots of time to look for boyfriend.
But she knows me lah, I want means I want.
And she was young before, she knows how I feel.
And I'm turning 18 next year.
Young adult already leh, I can decide my future on my own.
Deep down inside I know she believes in me, that I can make it on my own, without her.
And I think she's quite happy I have a boyfriend,
every mother does.

Soon I'm bringing him home.
And we can discuss wedding plans.
And I'll invite you to my wedding.
And Kitson wants to drive for me.
Haha.

PY's birthday!

Today is PY's birthday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEIYING!!!
We've been friends for almost 3 years now.
Among the 5 of us, I think you are the more normal and sensible one.
Whereas the rest of us are all crazy, screws all drop on the floor for dunno how many times
already.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

right

I'm bored outta my head.
I spent more than 50 hours on a stupid game but I still can't beat the big boss at the end.

I wonder what happened to Rockson.
So long never blog already.
Crap about the gahmen so much.
Fucked by gahmen already lah.

Life's a bore these days.
I'm spending too little time studying,
and too much time on my bf's PSP.
I'm amazed by myself sometimes.
I actually spent more than 35 hours on a single RPG game!
That's like, a lot of time, man.
I'm now starting on another game,
the back of the cover promised me at least 50 hours of fun.
Riight.

Today school was boring as usual.
Had lessons until 4pm.
We like to spice up boring lessons,
by chatting non-stop of course!
It was so funny, man!
I mean our conversations.
But somehow our conversations would turn to sex,
then... *AWKWARD PAUSE*

Our lecturer damn dulan.
Classroom macam market like that.

Right.
Got to finish up the assignments which I haven't started on,
which is due next Monday and Tuesday.
And exams are around the corner.
The next term would be the last,
and the course is completed.
Two of my classmates don't plan to take up the Advanced course.
Reason?
They want to work.
But they have to understand leh,
this is a private institution diploma course.
Not take the cert already then go out can anyhow get a job.
For one, we cannot work for the gahmen.
Gahmen jobs are usually the ones which bring in the cash.
Like me, at least get an Advanced Dip, if lucky, still can get some job.
My friends are not poor leh,
they got money to study but dowan to study.
My friend says she dowan to use her parents money.
I also dowan!
But I no choice leh.
Use their money first, then next time slowly pay back.
Then I go for a higher degree.
For me, to get a doctrate ah, Ph.D,
Still need 11 years.
Grow white hair already lo!
But can be 'Dr' leh.
I must strive as high as I can.
YESSSS!

This is the last term of my Business Management course.
I thought it would be a breeze, just pass then can get diploma cert already.
But I've yet to go through this ordeal of passing Business Statistics.
I thought BS would be some stupid module that would require only a little of Math.
But this is what? The second unit only and I'm already having a headache.
What about the rest of the units?
Die lah!
I'm a sucker at Math.
A real big sucker.

The Monkey Next Door came over to play the other day.

Haven't been blogging for so long.
My life these days not very happening leh.
School is not happening also.
The only interesting thing is exam is coming soon.

These days it seems like I'm not always in school.
I've got my classmates to back me up.
Haha help me to sign the attendance of course.
Nono, I was in school today.
But halfway through, during break time,
a sudden wave of nausea hit me.
The guys didn't help it by talking about a video my friend watched,
about a girl digging into her throat to puke everything into a bowl,
then drank it back up.
And she even burped.
DOUBLE YUCKS.
I went home.
But not before throwing up at the bus stop first.
I walked around trying to prepare myself by looking for a suitable spot.
I found a longkang.
Then BLEAGH!!
Everything I ate this morning came up.
Then I took a cab home, for fear I would puke in the bus and make an ass of myself.
In the cab I spotted some NTUC plastic bags.
The cabbie must pick up late night partying people all the time haha.
I breathed a sigh of relieve.
But throughout the cab journey until now, at home,
I haven't puked at all.
I should have stayed in school.
And puked in my friend's face.

Life's a bore these days.
Going to school is a chore.
Waking up in the morning is a chore.

Watched Oprah in the evening.
In the past I never thought Oprah would be such an eye-opening show.
Today a dog came to the show.
Not just any dog, but a dog without both her front legs.
To move herself around, she had to learn to walk on her hind legs,
like a human.
She was born without her front legs,
and her current owners had saved her from being smothered by her mother
just after she was born.
I got a terrible shock when I first saw the dog, but afterwards I became even more sad.

A boy was also featured in the show.
When he was six, he witnessed his father killing his wife,
then afterwards, the father stabbed the boy six times in the face, neck, and stomach.
The amazing thing was, despite the severe wounds,
he managed to dial 911 and the police and paramedics were there just in time,
before his father went back to the room and found that he was still alive.
He said there were angels to guide him.
They carried him to the phone and told him to play dead, so that his father did not
kill him.

Another guy was featured in the show.
He has Tourette Syndrome, a sickness where the person does not have full control of his
muscles.
The man can't control the noises that he makes, and his face twitches.
I noticed a guy in my class who also has this syndrome, probably very mild.
He occasionally twitches his neck, and he blinks a lot.
Not normal blinking, but those blinks when you blink really hard.

The last one was Warren MacDonald.
His legs were crushed by a huge boulder when he went hiking in the mountains with his
friend.
He was trapped under the rock for 45 hours,
and eventually his legs had to be amputated.
I read about his story in a Readers' Digest issue a few years ago,
and I watched the show, 'I Shouldn't Be Alive' on Discovery Channel.
Although he has to use thouse false metal legs as replacement for his legs,
he still goes mountain climbing and hiking.
That's inspirational.

Almost during every episode of Oprah,
I have a reason to be inspired and emotional.

Not in school.
See no point in being in school.
Lousy mood.

Things happen,
I don't want to lose the friendship but...
my temper can get the most out of me sometimes.
I don't usually express myself a lot but my temper does.
It always manages to bring everything out from within.
You won't like it.