Mondo Monday
I was plastered a ghastly white (according to maxine) the whole morning today! Must have been the residual effects of the dissipating flu and all these random burdens in life...
I harboured that feeling of dread in my stomach the whole day, many thanks to the stupid fine and the bio test which i had absolutely no mood to study for. This, coupled with a sleepless night (think mariah carey's wailing), really blasted my mood and contributed to my paleness.
In the end though, all's well that ended well. There was no vball training, but we still grouped together for some informal games anyway! Fun fun. Physical outlet for stress = good.
On the way out to the bus stop, me and huan ting (forever known as HT now) spotted the ever-elusive bus 93 just pulling in to the station. This prompted a mad frenzied (and rather embarassing) dash to the bus stop, obviously to no avail. It escaped out of the confines of the bus stop just as i stepped in. Even the bystanders could offer no aid in quelling its macabre thirst to cover more stops.
I have this theory that the only outlet for bus drivers' stress is to piss off the passengers.
If you were stuck on a stuffy and dank bus all day, with leg cramps galore and inviting sleep just a wink away, im sure the only method of self-entertainment is to see how many passengers you can quickly zoom away from as they are running towards the bus... That and the fact that they trundle like poxy perambulators, insisting on slowing to a crawl at traffic lights just to wait for them to turn red.
Sigh. Stupid bus drivers.
The untimely (read: 40 freakin minutes) delay was however fraught with serendipity. HT met his OG mate and her friend ,both second intakers, and introductions were tossed about carelessly at the bus stop. The result is i have new friends in Dawn (cb alert!) and Michelle. Michelle is like a neighbour to me (literally).
The very sporadic sick-inducing weather, on the other hand, dealt us a short thunderstorm today. The result was that there were SNAILS ABOUND in the region outside my house!!!!!
Needless to say, i killed 14. And they were the dua kees somemore... Drop kicked around 3, stomped on 6 and slam dunked another 4. So cool so cool! These imbeciles have absolutely no ecological niche, and should all die all based on their appearance alone.
Snail-killing has in itself made my day. But lo and behold! Desperate Housewives is on! WAHAHA the only thing that can cut a blog entry prematu...
Snailed to the TV with... Get Your Number - Mariah Carey ft Jermaine Dupri
I harboured that feeling of dread in my stomach the whole day, many thanks to the stupid fine and the bio test which i had absolutely no mood to study for. This, coupled with a sleepless night (think mariah carey's wailing), really blasted my mood and contributed to my paleness.
In the end though, all's well that ended well. There was no vball training, but we still grouped together for some informal games anyway! Fun fun. Physical outlet for stress = good.
On the way out to the bus stop, me and huan ting (forever known as HT now) spotted the ever-elusive bus 93 just pulling in to the station. This prompted a mad frenzied (and rather embarassing) dash to the bus stop, obviously to no avail. It escaped out of the confines of the bus stop just as i stepped in. Even the bystanders could offer no aid in quelling its macabre thirst to cover more stops.
I have this theory that the only outlet for bus drivers' stress is to piss off the passengers.
If you were stuck on a stuffy and dank bus all day, with leg cramps galore and inviting sleep just a wink away, im sure the only method of self-entertainment is to see how many passengers you can quickly zoom away from as they are running towards the bus... That and the fact that they trundle like poxy perambulators, insisting on slowing to a crawl at traffic lights just to wait for them to turn red.
Sigh. Stupid bus drivers.
The untimely (read: 40 freakin minutes) delay was however fraught with serendipity. HT met his OG mate and her friend ,both second intakers, and introductions were tossed about carelessly at the bus stop. The result is i have new friends in Dawn (cb alert!) and Michelle. Michelle is like a neighbour to me (literally).
The very sporadic sick-inducing weather, on the other hand, dealt us a short thunderstorm today. The result was that there were SNAILS ABOUND in the region outside my house!!!!!
Needless to say, i killed 14. And they were the dua kees somemore... Drop kicked around 3, stomped on 6 and slam dunked another 4. So cool so cool! These imbeciles have absolutely no ecological niche, and should all die all based on their appearance alone.
Snail-killing has in itself made my day. But lo and behold! Desperate Housewives is on! WAHAHA the only thing that can cut a blog entry prematu...
Snailed to the TV with... Get Your Number - Mariah Carey ft Jermaine Dupri
Came, Saw and Conquered by dw 9:51 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home