Fill in this title yourself//Sunday, March 13, 2005//6:36 PM
*Once in a lifetime post
I never thought I would ever post again, but who knows, I did post again. :p I just couldn’t plug the strength in me to blog…boring la…telling people what I did, like infringing my own privacy. But alas~~~ I just did it to myself. Anyways this few months of cold turkey to this site is becoz I was plain lazy. Nothing to inform u all about. Plain old boring life with no targets set. Maybe I post this to show hairy monkey boy that I do POST. *Yesh monkey boy im referring to u monkey boy…the one in AZ, not the one with the flower child tag.
Oh well, let’s begin with the proper entries. I forgot everything that I did the past 4 months. So no details will be shown here…hiek hiek hiek. But I’ll try to recap the recent events. Hmmm…nil brain storage space allocated for recent events. Let’s skip. Hiek hiek hiek~~~
Yesterday’s event was clear thou. I was supposed to meet ada to go fort canning park, but I stopped at the wrong stop -_- (this few months I have been like this, road blind, stopping at the wrong bus stops, all in all) so I end up at the far left of fort canning park , she’s at the far right of fort canning park. I said…OMG. Then she say meet at the center of fort canning park so off I went looking at the map while navigating myself there. I past by ROM (registry of marriage* luckily I have been there before so I recognize that place) and I saw 2 uncle practicing taiji infront of the ROM door-_-, but it was closed anyways, then I went by them and looked to my left, and I saw a couple there! DOING! Yoga…hiek hiek hiek. In my opinion, I think they’re crazy. Then miss bossy sms-ed me and asked me to listen for music and drift to the music. So off I went to the donation booth, and I bought a lady’s finger seed with the necessary things to grow it and EAT it…for charity sake.
Here comes the fun part. Her friend’s dad is coming to help her load the booth stuff and send it back to NTU. And they had to navigate uncle (her friend’s dad) up to a carpark near the booths…then I saw this big time kick a** lorry and there’s not enough seats in the front, so I had to sit at the big big space which is for like 30 foreign construction workers( I know it becoz while sitting behind I saw a similar lorry with that amount of foreign talent inside it…-_-)the best part was its raining…-_-
I prayed to whoever is up there to stop the rain, but it rained anyways…so miss bossy passed me a umbrella luckily, but uncle drove like a rally car, making the umbrella looked flimsy and almost submit to the strength of the wind-_-but luckily it was in safe hands. I was hungry while in the rally racing ride due to over excessive shaking of my stomach(imagine yourself sitting in a rally lorry and your stomach is shaking with it…) Finally it reached and I jumped down. Then the rest is no use details so I wont bother to say it here.ok…im done with the ranting, Back to serious stuff.Recently my friends have been having problems with their friends. So here’s my piece of advice. Screw them.Consider this method only when you’re prepared to screw yourself. I’m a reactive person so anyone that messes with me will not live to see another sunrise. I can’t say the same for u all so decide yourself. Friends do come and go, if this friend is not worth your effort to maintain the friendship, discard them like rubbish. *ZINC… Record long post. THE END.
