Shalom!(:


So yesterday after i posted. After I went offline, I went to collect travel insurance with mum before dinner. Wow, That is the most boring place one can be. And i just lovvvve all the people's pronunciations.

"Chilren chilren!"


As we sing fire fall down on us, we pray


Anyway. Then mum told me to sms Joel : We'll be there at 6.15, wait for us at the basement carpark.

And I, the genius, typed : 7.15p.m.

NOT MY FAULT :( hahha, it kinda is lah.
Then after collecting(yawn) insurance, we went to Su Lynn's house, to pick the troll up.

haha, and then I talked to Su Lynn for awhile. She was watching some documentary on how water faucets and pillows were made.

Because her mum took away all the kid's channels.

:D
She had tennis in the morning, with Gen and Mel, followed by CIP where they did gardening in Bishan.

I do not know why I'm relating Su Lynn's day to you, but I found it cool. They got 3 hours for slacking for an hour.

-.-

Then on the way to barker, Mel called me on the phone, to tell me how excruciatingly boring her day was, and what we could do to get rid of our boredom.

So we decided to bail on Caitlin Choo and self invite ourselves to her house, because it's a pretty darn cool place.

Yep. And we finally got to Barker right, and we Kai Wen outside, and wondering where Jawn was.

Errr. Yes. HAHA. SOOO, eventually, they came down like, half an hour late, while Aunty Elaine was calling us frantically.

And when they got to the car, my mum was shouting (haha, not that harsh lah. it was hilarious) at them. And then Joel said the message he received said 7.15.

THEN I WAS LIKE.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPS.
:X

Haha?

Oh, and the iPod nano positively hates me. When i shake it, it won't shuffle! :(
HAHA. But but but! That changed yesterday. Justin showed me, and he scolded me.
"EH JIE. IT'S FLICK USING YOUR WRIST, YOUR WRIST. FLICK, NOT SHAKE"

hello, the instructions said shake it. SO I SHAKE LAAAAH.
But i got it.
Then my mum, with no experience in the field,whatsoever said
"IF YOUR OLD LADY CAN FLICK IT, YOU'RE IN FOR IT"

So i gave my Nano to her, and yes, you obviously guessed, that my old lady can flick the iPod nano.

SO I'M A LOOOSER.

Uh uh uh. Dinner was okay. Everyone was pretty much content. We were just talking non stop.
HAHA.

ACSJ SO MUCH DRAMA NOW. all cuz of their new principal. Andddd, well. Alot of politics involved. And i'm not really allowed to say anything, so cool right, I get all the inside stories.
And I'm not even part of the school.

Aunty Marion is our spy :D yep, flowers' mum.

Then we went back. CAFE PRALET. i am craving for one of Cafe pralet's hunka desserts. =P

Yeaah.
Then on the way to West Coast, Mel called again. Because she called Cait Choo, and apparently couldn't go to her house(if not I would not be posting now)

and we were complaining to each other for 20 minutes on how boring her day is going to be. And she described her typical day to me. And MY MUM NEITHER LOOKS NOR SOUNDS LIKE SU LYNN'S MUM THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

First, she wakes up and stares at her ceiling.
Then, she will go to her bathroom and stare at herself in the mirror, and observe her wonderhair.
Thirdly, she'll go back to her room and read one sentence of a book.
Fourthly, Mel will close her book.
Fifthly, she'll go to the bathroom and brush her teeth, etc.

Then, she'll go downstairs to see if there is breakfast available, if there isn't, she'll yell for her maid.

She'll bring her tea to the coffee table, and read the newspapers like some old person.
Although like other people, she only reads the comic section and obutaries.

How sadist! Then she'll go back upstairs, ATTEMPT to do loads of her assessment books (She threw away her math homework), then the whole cycle will repeat.

Orhsum.

Raaawwwr. I made one more Christmas Card today. And started on Breaking Dawn.
And i'm currently making Christmas cards using photoshop. For those people whom I do not have enough resources for.

I'm doing Clare Bach's one now.

Justin is at Ensemble practice. HAHAH. XD
Bryant

K. I shall gooo now. Goodbye babies.