Friday, December 30, 2005
" My Broken Earring ; 10:08 AM "
Great, yesterday my beloved earring snapped. I felt really bad after that because my father bought it for me. So I was being very emotional and clutching the broken tip in my hand. I told my father, but since my earring is seemingly repairable, he wasn't angry with me. I'm so guilty right now, I shall only have peace when the earring is repaired.
Well, anyway, yesterday I had a very interesting trip to Hema's house. I took bus thirty one to Tampines interchange and it was the weirdest bus trip of my entire life. First of all, there were these two full grown totally hairy men who kept on switching seats. They kept on talking about the "architecture" of the bus and that it was too small and cramped blah blah de blah. And then everytime they got an opportunity for a better seat, they got up and scurried to that seat. They seemed so frigging immature that I might have burst out laughing if I wasn't too concerned about where I was going. The most scariest and heart-stopping moment of the weirdest bus trip of my life was the part where these two totally scary girls boarded the bus. The fatter girl was wearing black stockings and a tight checkered skirt with a hole-filled top and her hair was bright red, purple and blue. Then they stared at me and I really felt like melting down in my seat. I also considered getting off the bus at the next stop but then I'd get lost so I took the risk of being spat at and sat back down. Then after reaching the interchange I took a cab to Hema's house and that's where my beloved earring broke. Actually, the stupid tip was crooked but then when Hema tried to straighten it and put it back on the earring got emo and slipped out and broke. Nevermind, we shall wait for it to be repaired.
Okay, so I returned home, was uber bored, didn't know what to do and watched television. I think it's true when they say that if you don't use your brain for too long it gets rusty. I tried adding 20 and 20 today and I failed to get an answer. How pathetic.
Well, my mother's at the doctors and I'm stuck alone with this freaky person. She's so annoying! And as I type she's lurking in the background. She's such a k-po too. Just now when my brother called, she was talking to him instead of giving me the phone! Like...wth? I don't know why my mother left me alone with her. Omg! I better hide.
xoxox
Well, anyway, yesterday I had a very interesting trip to Hema's house. I took bus thirty one to Tampines interchange and it was the weirdest bus trip of my entire life. First of all, there were these two full grown totally hairy men who kept on switching seats. They kept on talking about the "architecture" of the bus and that it was too small and cramped blah blah de blah. And then everytime they got an opportunity for a better seat, they got up and scurried to that seat. They seemed so frigging immature that I might have burst out laughing if I wasn't too concerned about where I was going. The most scariest and heart-stopping moment of the weirdest bus trip of my life was the part where these two totally scary girls boarded the bus. The fatter girl was wearing black stockings and a tight checkered skirt with a hole-filled top and her hair was bright red, purple and blue. Then they stared at me and I really felt like melting down in my seat. I also considered getting off the bus at the next stop but then I'd get lost so I took the risk of being spat at and sat back down. Then after reaching the interchange I took a cab to Hema's house and that's where my beloved earring broke. Actually, the stupid tip was crooked but then when Hema tried to straighten it and put it back on the earring got emo and slipped out and broke. Nevermind, we shall wait for it to be repaired.
Okay, so I returned home, was uber bored, didn't know what to do and watched television. I think it's true when they say that if you don't use your brain for too long it gets rusty. I tried adding 20 and 20 today and I failed to get an answer. How pathetic.
Well, my mother's at the doctors and I'm stuck alone with this freaky person. She's so annoying! And as I type she's lurking in the background. She's such a k-po too. Just now when my brother called, she was talking to him instead of giving me the phone! Like...wth? I don't know why my mother left me alone with her. Omg! I better hide.
xoxox