break the spell

i am so gonna break my promise.. here i am blogging again.

hello, long time no see. hang on, when did i promise not to blog again? haha.. anyway, yanne just pointed out that there is something wrong with the sentence structure of the broken promise which i made. haha! so well, its not valid. hell no? chuckles.

all right. that is crap anyway. i mean, when it is one in the morning and you are trying to study but your mind is being totally uncooperative and all, the only way is to blog aint it?

i see excuses. dont you?

haha.. today as usual, is a sane day. (im being sacarstic) o_O stares at yanne.. lol.. let me bore you the exciting details of my wonderful life, shall i?

firstly, i realised to my horror last night that i left my homework file in school AGAIN.

yep. no surprise eh? i let you rate my stupidity..hurhur..

lol, which is why i went back to my beloved school today to find it. i thought it was in the toilet (which by the way is where i found my file last time-- this wednesday)

i took 852 all the way to hci bus-stop, crossed the overhead bridge, walked all the way to the front gate, climbed my way to second level, to find that my file is locked in 309 classroom. great. the g.o was closed, which meant the chances of me getting back my file was less than nil.

big surprise? haha.. then i walked the way out, crossed the overhead bridge to meet yanne at the library, just in time to see bus 66 leaving the bus-stop.

lol. lucky day.

nonono.. i didnt miss my bus man..

lol.. surprising i took it calmly.

i smsed yanne this:

‘had a bad day,
takin one down,
sing a sad song,
jus to turn it ard.'

yup. quote from bad day by daniel powter..

and dear yanne smsed back to ask：

'oh tv mobile playing that song is it?'

LOL........

so i smsed back:

'lol..i m playing it in my head'

so i sat there and waited for bus 66. after twenty minutes or so, a bus 66 came. so i boarded it. then yanne smsed me to say jurong was raining and asked if i brought an umbrella.

lol.. i really got bring umbrella man..

then she smsed me back to ask me where i were. (i think i am quite worrying.. haha )

i told her clementi ave2

yep... i suppose anyone who takes 66 will know that it dosesnt go clementi...

so when the bus stopped at clementi which is the terminal i think, the driver shouted at me to get off the bus.

dont ask me why i didnt notice that everyone has alighted..

then, i stupidedly ask the driver:

'this bus never go jurong?'

lol.. guess what.. he shook his head. the dejected qiuting then alighted the bus to find out to her horror that she took 156 instead of 66.

okay. one minute of laughter.

this is totally not funny can? i was like sajfkdsljflajgashfadsflk!!!!!

therefore, i took the mrt to jurong east, which is, luckily, one stop after clementi. =.=''

not lame. not a waste of time.not stupid.

sigh.. then tried to mug mole and avagrado concept in the library ... lol.. there were no tables and chairs.. so the genius me (laugh.out.loud) came out with this idea of going to the children's section to study... ;D

yanne and i went down and she was like 'do you think we can study on the stage?'

and i was like 'no lar.. we are not supposed to sit there.....'

then we turned around to corner to find one whole bunch of kids playing and reading on the stage.. haha..

yay.. then we found this super small sized table and chair and began our studying session... haha..

haiz.. well.. that concludes my very insane trip adventure to jurong... see lar yanne ..its your fault o.O stares at you.. ask me to go all the way to jurong.. very nice horrrr... haha .. sacarsam xD hee XD anw thanks for lending me ws 13.1 =)

haha..shall i blog about the laming on the smses that i send to yanne?

---on 852---
yanne: are you reaching yet?

me: i am on a bus which is travelling at 20km/h, wat do you think?

yanne: haha 20km/h is very slow ah

me:which is my point.. probably i am wrong..cos your LINE of thoughts alaways misses my POINT.. (think linear law)

blahblahbah..

yanne: haha, xiaojie, bio green textbook out of stock, wow your mths damn pro lar dont scare me,hur r-fomula, i was doin tat during l.a yesterday..

me: langarts sian lar..has a detterent effect on me.. and its totally not reformative..i still hate srqs.. anw maths is a piece of cake which contains a lot of fats (facts), i m having problem assimilating it.

blahblah.. still a lot of lame stuff... can rmb.. lol..

haha.. not very productive today..dont have my file with me so cant study much.. =S

anw..i am not making anymore promises of hiatus of anything..cos i ll break them in the end..

oh and the tagboard on my blog is down..dunno why..probably cbox has got some problems.. oh and and other blogs too.. =( now i cant spam yanne's blog, lame on xyxy blog, tag 309's blog =( sigh..

lol.. long post.. hurhur.. go back to my chem now...

oh and for some reason, my arm hurts.. wierd..cos the vaccine didnt hurt at all yesterday.. ( ok..i guess i am 迟钝..slow as usual..sophh was complaining about her pain right after the jab but i felt the pain only one a few hours later, when we were eating at werribee cafe.. haha.. i guess 有其人必有其手...very retarded...)

haha =.='' so lame....

but it has this kind of searing pain now.. i guess over exerted le.. haha .. carrying all the chem and bio books..

oh ya and on the mrt back home.. i was super angry with all the able bodied lazy people.. hmmph.. cos at bukitbatok when yanne alighted, an old lady and a pregnant lady came in, and there was only one free seat, so the old lady gave the seat up to the pregnant lady and she continued standing.

i was like staring to see if anyone was willing to give out their seat. after five seconds i stood up. then everyone was like looking at me lar..like hello? you still dare to look? there was this twently plus man wearing sports shoes, thirty plus woman whom i suspect uses sk2 everyday cos her skin is super fair (okay out of point) and i m carrying a big plastic bag.. and a heavy bag.. and still have the cheek to give me the despise look?

okay..maybe i was being super paranoid..but its this kind of mentality.. like 'why should i be the one' that kind of mentality.. everytime when people have to give, they will ask themselves 'why should i be the one? the others can do it...' and i hate this kind of attitude..

okay..think from another perspective.. maybe the man spained his ankle and the woman was having cramps or something therefore they didnt give up their seat?

this is like, deceiving myself.

and did i mention the old lady was right in front of them? i was disgusted with the attitudes.. and so will you if you were present at that time.. there was like this kind of tension and everyone was looking at other directions (like it helps man..) , keeping their fingers crossed that their butt can remain rested on the seat.. irking!

bleh.. anw..on the brighter side.. my sister just showed me this new issue of reader's digest which she got back from her school.. haha. .this month is the humour issue.. i am so gonna read it! =)

and i was showering just now... and wondering.. hey, being a comedian is quite cool.. dont you think?

=)