what a rollercoaster week it was!
I wore something "traditional" to school on monday for racial harmony day. Pat and i were so scared of being late (and with great reason; it was 7.40 when we rolled in), that we told the cab driver to stop at the little "alley" before the foyer and sneaked into school. In the end, though, turned out that nobody was prowling at the foyer anyways.
Not that many people wore costumes, which weirded me out at first, but i grew comfy soon enough. About eight people in class wore costumes (nine if you plus dan!); a HUGE number, if you compare us to other classes
=)
Pat wore a yukata! which nobody else in school wore - a pretty red flowered one. Rachel wore a punjabi pant suit, i think. Neha wore a chinese-looking top, as did Nadrah, who also brought malay costumes for Debbie, Victoria and Cheryl. (and Dan went irish in her clover jacket!)
Metold the dad to pick me up so i wouldn't have to be seen in public wearing what i did (which was why i cabbed to school in the first place), but he told me to meet him in bugis instead, defeating the purpose entirely. so there i was, walking around bugis in shiny satiny material on a school day. people stared, but whatever. cos they're just jealous
sez'me
Thursday was my pms day, the worst in eighteen years (six, if you want to be technical about it). Chain of events:
cried in the morning over the holocaust
felt fine at breakfast
was super spitting mad at randhir
beat up jeremy before pe
and cried right after pe
and then met steph who came for dance
and had some happy tea (or soyabean milk)
depressed by the time tuition rolled about
all that was pms in a nutshell. but but but! then i got my arsenal jacket and bottle, which i realized had arrived only after i'd finished showering at home. yay yay yay super yay! only took a week for the order to come! way to go arsenal shopping! and so, i was immensely delirious at the end of the night, and went to sleep with a smile still plastered across my face (which is creepy if you think about it, but who cares? i've got arsenal!)
I wore the beautiful piece of arsenal merchandise almost the entire day in school, and while visiting keed in the hospital, and on the way home. I just kept looking for a reason to keep it on, as well as to drink water from my pink arsenal bottle.
loves arsenal!
fabregas wearing the jacket that now i too have!
and my pink bottle!
I must say, that despite feeling a bit uncomfortable at first (as one is wont to feel while in a hospital, facing a friend who was still feeling dizzy and nausea and pain from the operation), visiting keed turned out to be kinda fun! we just stood around and chatted with the rock, after giving him the goodies pat and i shopped around hdb hub for, before heading upstairs for a bit of a visit with dan's mum, and then coming back down to see keed again.
of course, fina just had to create another episode to add to the teh ping and bandung chronicles - this time, with the reflection of a sandwich dispensing machine. uggh, i'm so disgustingly embarrassing to myself! although, i was able to share the honour of hosting another embarrassing episode involving a man, mt alvernia hospital, and a bright yellow sign with pat. so i wasn't alone - mwa-hahaha!
fina*
p.s. i'm just trying out a new system of posting in full sentences and in actual paragraphs. just wanted to feel a leetle teeny weeny bit grown up right now at three in the morning. not succeeding.
I wore something "traditional" to school on monday for racial harmony day. Pat and i were so scared of being late (and with great reason; it was 7.40 when we rolled in), that we told the cab driver to stop at the little "alley" before the foyer and sneaked into school. In the end, though, turned out that nobody was prowling at the foyer anyways.
Not that many people wore costumes, which weirded me out at first, but i grew comfy soon enough. About eight people in class wore costumes (nine if you plus dan!); a HUGE number, if you compare us to other classes
=)
Pat wore a yukata! which nobody else in school wore - a pretty red flowered one. Rachel wore a punjabi pant suit, i think. Neha wore a chinese-looking top, as did Nadrah, who also brought malay costumes for Debbie, Victoria and Cheryl. (and Dan went irish in her clover jacket!)
Metold the dad to pick me up so i wouldn't have to be seen in public wearing what i did (which was why i cabbed to school in the first place), but he told me to meet him in bugis instead, defeating the purpose entirely. so there i was, walking around bugis in shiny satiny material on a school day. people stared, but whatever. cos they're just jealous
sez'me
Thursday was my pms day, the worst in eighteen years (six, if you want to be technical about it). Chain of events:
cried in the morning over the holocaust
felt fine at breakfast
was super spitting mad at randhir
beat up jeremy before pe
and cried right after pe
and then met steph who came for dance
and had some happy tea (or soyabean milk)
depressed by the time tuition rolled about
all that was pms in a nutshell. but but but! then i got my arsenal jacket and bottle, which i realized had arrived only after i'd finished showering at home. yay yay yay super yay! only took a week for the order to come! way to go arsenal shopping! and so, i was immensely delirious at the end of the night, and went to sleep with a smile still plastered across my face (which is creepy if you think about it, but who cares? i've got arsenal!)
I wore the beautiful piece of arsenal merchandise almost the entire day in school, and while visiting keed in the hospital, and on the way home. I just kept looking for a reason to keep it on, as well as to drink water from my pink arsenal bottle.
loves arsenal!
fabregas wearing the jacket that now i too have!
and my pink bottle!I must say, that despite feeling a bit uncomfortable at first (as one is wont to feel while in a hospital, facing a friend who was still feeling dizzy and nausea and pain from the operation), visiting keed turned out to be kinda fun! we just stood around and chatted with the rock, after giving him the goodies pat and i shopped around hdb hub for, before heading upstairs for a bit of a visit with dan's mum, and then coming back down to see keed again.
of course, fina just had to create another episode to add to the teh ping and bandung chronicles - this time, with the reflection of a sandwich dispensing machine. uggh, i'm so disgustingly embarrassing to myself! although, i was able to share the honour of hosting another embarrassing episode involving a man, mt alvernia hospital, and a bright yellow sign with pat. so i wasn't alone - mwa-hahaha!
fina*
p.s. i'm just trying out a new system of posting in full sentences and in actual paragraphs. just wanted to feel a leetle teeny weeny bit grown up right now at three in the morning. not succeeding.
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