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Saturday, February 19, 2005

Was in the shower just now when the lights suddenly went out. How fantastic. I screamed thinking somebody had switched off my lights on purpose. Like anybody would want to. Cos mum's the only one at home and she won't do such a thing. Apparently Tenaga Berhad Msia screwed up again, so right now, there's no electricity at home. My laptop's running on battery and I'm typing this out in Microsoft Word. Brilliant. Thank God I just had my shower or I'll be sweating like some pig now. Bah!

Lessons today were from 11 to 1 only. No GraphComm. Rejoice! Had lunch with Benita after MediSoc tutorial. Apparently, this girl, together with Evelyn thought tutorials were at 12. Haha. Silly billies. We makan-ed at this Thai restaurant along Sixth Avenue. The noodles was fantastic. The Thai iced tea was good. The glutinous rice with coconut and mango was too good for words. :)

I failed MediSoc test. But I'm not that disappointed cos I expected worse. I'm really lousy.

Headed down to Beni's church for Bible Studies. Only Eve, Beni, XB and I were present today. And Eve was half an hour late. Haha. That girl! I bet my ass she overslept. Right, Eve?

Four of us went to the marketplace there to eat cos Eve and XB were fungry. I had sugarcane juice. Unhealthy, I know. But, better than carbonated drinks right? Had fries too, which will go STRAIGHT TO MY ASS!

There was this 184 bus that broke down at the bus stop outside the Shell Station and it caused a little bit of a jam there. And 170 took FOREVER to come. So I met liewkarhau and we took 961 together. He's very entertaining if you know what I mean. I never need to talk when we take bus rides together. But I was feeling a little out of sorts today. So yeah, I wasn't in a good mood basically. Blame it on PMS.

There was a MAJOR jam just now. Cos it's fucking Friday. So we walked from like Marsilling Primary all the way to JB. That would be approximately 3km I think. Oh God, my ankles hurt like fuck. And it still does now. I'll look on the bright side. At least I shed some calories.

Should I go for the SAJC fun fair thing and JJC funfair thing tomorrow? But I'm damn lazy. But if I don't go for the SAJC one, I won't get to meet my best friend's girlfriend. I so wanna meet her lah. SayLin says she's really nice. That lucky WeiKean. But SayLin won't be going cos he has to mug for his tests. Sigh. JC people. So if I go without SayLin, I'll be bored lah. Maybe I won't go. And I don't wanna go for the JJC one either. So I'll just stay home and rot probably. And complain that I'm bored later on. Haha. My style.

Just went out to open the gate for mum cos she's off to pick dad now who just arrived from Bangkok. And I realised, the sky looks really good when all the streetlights are off, no lights are coming from the other houses. It seems so peaceful. The moon is nice. Stars are visible. Everything's pretty. :)

All I feel like doing is to mope at home over my misfortune. And allow my imagination to run wild, as always. But I don't want my prediction to be right this time round. I need a hug. And reassurance. I'm scared.


BimboQueen
2/19/2005 01:15:00 am

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