9:02 PM, IF I LOSE TEN POUNDS EVERYTIME I SMILE, I'D BE A BAG OF BONES BY NOW.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Which wouldn't be too bad, but no, not what i want. (Bones? What am i- some desperately bulimic slash anorexic person? NO.)
Oh, i feel so gay today. So beautiful. So fcken awesome.
I am loving the A-s baby. Lalalalala. Hahaha, yeah.
I know its just a common test, and it probably dont mean shit to alot of people, but still having had such high hopes for passing this whole thing with colours that fly (note: Colours That Fly, not Flying Colours ; there's a diff), and getting the results i've always wanted, the feeling's just like,
i dont know, "Yeah Baby"..?
That was all i kept saying as i got back one after another of my papers. Haha.
*Long post ahead. Enjoy (:
Different people have different minds. So here i am, doubting the water in my waterbottle (which i apparently left under the table for 2 days), and there he is, an uncle i saw today, squatting by the roadside, drinking innocently from the tap at the rubbish area.
I know water is super clean right here in this country. What with desalinated water taps and NEWater (all these i learnt in geog), of course water has got to be sparkling clean.
But still.... Nevermind. Lets just say that different people have different minds.
It'd be pretty mindless to blog about the norm everyday(today i wake up, brush my teeth, scratch my nose, blah blah). But i'd like to bring my everyday trip to school, to you readers. Its pretty interesting really.
I'll never fail to see that purple shirt auntie (yes, purple everyday ; its either that purple is her favourite colour, or she has got insufficient change of clothes) sitting on the bench, looking around her discreetly for fear of people seeing her do her "thing".
What's her thing?
Well, once, i saw her secretly stealing kari leaves from a plantation nearby.
Yeah, and when the owner of the plantation came by, she was smart and nonchalant.
She went, "Wah, ini daun banyak bagos ah. Wa suka leh. Macam dekat kampong ah."
Translation: "This plant is very good. I like, its just like those in the kampongs."
And as she did that, her fingers were secretly working their magic, pushing the stolen bunch of kari leaves at the back of her pocket.
As the owner answered, she looked at me.
I smirked, trying to convey to her that, "I know what you've done."
Overcame by embarrassment, she looked away.
As i walk on, i would meet with yet another auntie.
This one is better, not a stealer.
Plus, she has got a wider variety of clothes, unlike purple auntie.
And she would smile and nod at me too. See, if every auntie is like her, the world would be a better place to live. Why?
Cos there would be a definite declination in the number of stolen kari leaves every year.
Now wouldn't that be nice?
Anyway, walking on, i would bump into Syahirah at Faz's block.
If i'm lucky, i would catch a glimpse of the cute andro girl living on the 1st floor of that block.
If i'm not, maybe i'd get a lecherous smile from a random ah-pek at the void deck (and please note that when that happens, i consider myself seriously unlucky ; no hidden pleasures okay).
