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what's the snitch?
Friday, June 10, 2005
So what's the snitch? My friend and I kind of told a teacher about the hole outside our classroom. Well, in fact, our chemistry teacher (Mrs Tan). The boys kind of throw a soccer ball up which made the hole. Its fake ceiling for all I care. When she came to class, she looked at the hole and told our social studies teacher that it was a nest for the birds. Okay, it's kind of weird, but Mrs Tan was all cool about it. Its lucky the guys did not flare up. Okay, this took place like a few months ago, so why am I telling you now? Hahaha. Just felt like it."Once in a blue moon". I bet everybody is familiar with this term. Well, yesterday, the moon was blue. Not for me but for my best friend. Her long-ago flame rang her up. I was indeed shock. She was all speechless and obviously, exhilarated about it. Good for her. I wonder when my moon will be blue…
We had geography lessons today. Ms Lim should have postponed it. For god's sake she just returned from Perth! If I was the teacher, I'd be too tired to teach. Fiona, Ramdan and I reached school at about 8.10. Lessons started at 8 but what heck. Fiza reached at about 8.15, Munzir reached at about 8.30 and Junaidi reached at about 8.50. Cool huh? Haha. Only 17 people out of 23 showed up? We did tourism and development today. Ended at about 9.45. Hidayat came to school in a wheelchair because he sprained his ankle. Can't he use crutches? Osman sprained his left wrist, which is also his writing hand, all because of playing soccer. Wow. Hope they recover fast and would be able to make it for tomorrows' CIP (Community Involvement Programme). Are the organizers sick in the head or what? They expect us to start our CIP at 8 at Woodlands MRT station till 2pm. 6 (hot, sweaty, irritating, no people) hours. I'd rather sit in some orphanage entertaining kids or old folks' home entertaining old folks rather that going around in tin cans asking for donation. Whatever. All I know is I want to get tomorrow over and done with. I have to specially wake up at 6 tomorrow and give Sasa a wake up call. That is, if I can wake up. Hah.
I hate Singaporeans. Not all. I've been thinking of that lately. It's all because of inconsiderate people. Come on, we're Singaporeans. Be more considerate. Why not try to say more of "excuse me", "please" and "sorry" instead of pushing people and talk bad behind their back? And don't be so "kiasu". It's irritating. Give space, please. Sheesh.
I'm looking forward to get like $1000+ by next year? That is if we get to sell this house. And I'll spend everything in just one whole day? I'd most probably buy a Sony Cybershot DSC-T7, Apple Ipod Mini and Sony Ericsson K750i. Okay, I admit, its not enough. Give and take a bit? I'll buy an Olympus digital camera, a Creative Muvo mp3 and Sony Ericsson K750i. i can finish it all, in one day. WOW. I'm a big spender.
What's the eating trend in Singapore now? COFFEE BUNS. It's like; there are coffee buns available in every single bakery. Mad huh? And of course, there's a stiff competition between the popular "Roti Boy" and the sort-of popular "Roti Mum". Are they a family or something? Sheesh. Enough already.
I've been wanting to buy a billabong bag, but I haven't got the money yet. When I heard that Fiona wanted to buy a billabong bag, I was all "OMG, I'm not going to buy a billabong bag". Sasa told me to buy a roxy bag, but I'm not interested in roxy all because I find that it is turning into a "minah" brand. I still have not make up my mind yet; its either I buy the billabong bag at tampines mall or I'll settle down for a volcom bag.
I have a feeling people are ditching me. Why? Is it because I started to "change wind" out of a sudden? Maybe. All I know is that my conscience is clear. Here's the thing, I may be close to Sasa, but that does not mean I'm ditching you people. Come on, you people should know better, we're classmates for all I know. Our principle is "one for all, all for one". Do you know I sometimes feel lost in class? I don't even know what's happening nowadays. It's like as if I'm unwanted. I guess, now I know how Fiona feels? Sheesh.
(To you: I'm all crazy about you, its always you that pops into my mind, indeed, I get butterflies when I'm around you, or better still, I have a crush on you, but I have to accept the reality-dream on. Like my mum said, "Sometimes, its better to stay friends then getting together". No doubt, its true. I get along with you very well as friends. What’s left is for me to stop thinking of you. Let nature takes its own course.)
My weekends are totally packed. Tomorrow, I'll be having CIP from 8 to 2. Later on in the evening, I have to attend a wedding ceremony. On Sunday, I'd love to go to IMM and see artists from Suria, but I have to attend a so-called "party"? Not really. It's more to, err, I'm not quite sure. Never mind about that. It's held at my uncle's house, aka my grandparents house (paternal side). The whole family's going to be there, relative and all. But what heck, I'm not really close to my cousins except for 3 of them. (How pathetic? Only 3 out of so many?) As you know, my relatives are all living in the eastern side of Singapore, whereas my family is the only one living in the western side of Singapore. So, we lost touch when we turned to our teenage years. I miss those younger days…
That's it for today. I've spoken a lot huh? I'm just trying to improve my English? My English teacher did not expect me to fail. Hah. I fail, all because I sucked in my compo. I was supposed to write a descriptive, but I wrote a narrative. What heck. I'm hoping hard that I'll score around A1-B3 for my Malay 'O' Level paper. Nothing below B3, please. Till then, I hope you people enjoy your weekends.
Here I am, once again, I'm torn into pieces. Can't deny, can't pretend, I thought you were the one.
If I get you, it's like a dream come true, but I can't possibly fall in love with you. I just can't. I don't want to. Some things are better left unsaid.
If you feel you're the one, don't hesitate to ask me. J