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Saturday, March 19, 2005

You ask me where I've been?

Let's recap alright. Been staying at Ming's on Weds and Thurs night. So that means I haven't been online for a pretty long time. Thanks to the people who've asked me if I've been alright or not, just because you've not seen me online the past few days. Makes me important somehow. Maybe not important, but cared for.

I've been damn shagged. Been living on 2 hours of sleep for the past 3 nights. But last night, I slept at 10pm and woke up at 1pm. For those who's bad in Math, it means that I've had 13 hours of sleep. Woohoo. But, I could do with more sleep still. Tell me I'm such a pig.

The bulk of the work is over.
LocVid test down.
SpeechComm Assesed Speech down.
Bauhaus Presentation down.

So that means we still have LocVid editing to do before the project's due this coming Tuesday. And the very dreaded MediSoc exam before, we, the MassCommers are totally free. :) Woohoo. We're on our way to PARTY. But for now, we're just at PAR. Getit? Okay, dumb, I know.

I know my Assesed Speech didn't go too well. From the start of term, I was never too nervous about SpeechComm, but of late, since the laste 2 speeches, I've screwed up quite badly. Quite disappointed in myself. But fuck it, it's over now.

Anyways, Bauhaus presentation went okay. I'm quite happy with the overall performance. Yayness to Citrus. :) All the amount of time put in for it, I hope it'll be worth it. These girls are not only fun to be with, but fun to work with. I know this sounds immature, but I really don't want us all to be thrown in different classes next year. You've all been very very good friends and workmates, people who draw the line between work and play. I'm really thankful for that. :)

In between the hustle and bustle of all the projects, Ming & I took time off to party. :) So, it was Ming, Shawn and I. SW came too. The night ended off with supper at Lau Pa Sat. Ming & Shawn, sorry if you all didn't have fun. The next time round, at someplace proper will be much better. We just have to wait for SOMEONE to turn 18 (that includes me also). Haha!

Oh oh, I just have to blog about this. On thursday Ming & I spent approximately 7 hours at ColorDoc (this place in Bras Basah where we had our printing done). Spent almost 3 hours being ignored by the employees. YES, THREE HOURS OF MY PRECIOUS LIFE. Bah, I was fuming. ColorDoc, you're CONDEMNED. But there was this cute guy, K, working there. I absolutely have a crush on him. He's so shy, so so so cute. :) And I looked so unglam that day. I've a good mind to go back there when I feel glammer. Nahahaha.

And I forgot all about the FOC meeting on Thurs. Oops.

I met Mr Loh at ArtFriend (of all places!). I was at Bras Basah's Art Friend getting more mounting boards when I bumped into him. We talked for quite abit. Then I asked him how was BP's OLevel results for the 2004 batch and he told us that nothing could beat our batch, the 2003 batch. Yayness. :)

I missed Tennis on Weds, so I was told by HanniPoks and Steph that Gopi wanted to see me. So, I called him up and he told me I had to do a makeup class. $%#^*%$^&! I skipped 3 lessons, inclusive of the one I skipped just only, one was because of NP Open House, the other one I had no excuse. For that class, he said I was marked excused, not present. So i had to do a fucking makeup class. I told him I would go for the Friday 3-5pm slot, wich was yesterday. He said if I didn't go for that, I would have to retake SNW next term. Drats. When I was on my way to in Ming's dad's car to Bauhaus presentation, I realised I had no sport shoes for SNW. All I had was my 3 inch heels. HOW GREAT. The first person to come to my mind, was Benita. So i sms-ed her and ask her if I could drop by her house to borrow her shoesies. After Bauhaus, Jenny and I went to the library and we borrowed Sweet Home Alabama to watch. A nice movie, but because I was too tired, I fell asleep. Jenny literally had to shake me by my shoulders before I woke up. I looked at my handphone, realised it was 2.30pm. I rushed to Beni's to pick up her shoes. Beni's sister is so shy. Hahha. Cutesie. AND GUESS WHAT? Gopi was in the hospital, so we had no instructor for SNW. (Ming, remember how I cursed him on the cab from PS to your house? Uh oh.) So all I did was sit at the benches in the tennis court and watch Business AhLians play tennis for about an hour plus. In between I walked to the vending machine, bought a drink and SMS-ed non stop. I didn't even PLAY tennis at all. And nobody I knew was in that tennis class lah. (See, I'm not that PR-ish actually). After we were released at four plus, I walked back to Beni's house to return her shoes. Eh Beni, your socks are still with me. It's in the wash. I'll return to you the next time I see you. :) Thanks loads for the shoes and socks!

This has been one long entry. I'll be suprised if you even managed to reach here.

I'll end with this. Click HERE for some laughter. Courtesy of HanniPoks. :)

And I'll be going to cut my hair in a bit. Just some trimming and all. It'll be all dicky-birdish again!


BimboQueen
3/19/2005 02:34:00 pm

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