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Saturday, July 9, 2005

I was looking forward to today so very much because i was busting my ass for the whole week that i think i expected too much. Today was the day i was going to let myself go and just celebrate the much awaited for gathering with my darling tots. So i woke up after a tiring night at werk at 3 pm only to be awaken by..guess who? my irritating brother all the way from Yishun.
So then i dressed and went to town with them. And the tots were so blardie sweet. They bought a cake to the hill(hehe..puncak cahaya).. and it was a freaking ice-cream cake..yum2..cookies and cream summore. But the rest of the night was kinda mendak. Sorry girls..i was pissed that you guys had to go back early. But we met late and i was looking forward for today for a very long time you know.so yeah..
Headed back home and we were slacking at taka's stairs and guess what i- dun- know- who did?
They poured mineral water all over me and that was not the worst part..it was because the water all flowed to my pants and i swear it looked like i was pissing in my pants and that kind of awoke me from my big daydreams..ehem..nightdreams. and i took the freaking mrt. i was like hiding and hani was like NOT HELPING as she tried to shout the fact that i 'peed' in my pants. and there was this group of good-looking indians there..bloody hell. very hard to find good-looking indianish guys in town you know. whatever lah. i am gonna hityouinthehead with a toilet bowl hani..
Me and bib walked home and that was when i poured out the whole mix of feelings i was keeping and i started crying and laughing..(psst.. i keep crying nowadays i have no idea why i am behaving like a blardie baby).
Ok..the reason why i keep on feeling emo is because i rarely meet you guys and i know i am not going to meet you guys often later also. I either work, skool or in yishun so. well. i kinda feel lonely you know? well..i'll get over it k?sorry if i hurt any of you,k?