Monday, May 15, 2006

Bzzzzt

Adeeb - "And then on the front of all the exams papers that my brother and his friend made up, it reads 'Please answer all questions thrown at you' and the end says 'Good Luck smileyface smileyface smileyface' "
Me - "Your brother is a freak."
Adeeb - "He's my twin you know."
Me - "I do not retract my statement."
Adeeb - "...Gaga calling the chocolate black."



Whoopie! Marking day for sec 2s today so was suppose to be a holiday. Note the word "Suppose". Because it didn't feel like one.

Morning saw me rushing around like a rabid monkey. Went to VS to pick up my CA1 report ( which wasn't bloody needed) then went with Adeeb to VJC to drop off the report. VJC is seriously cool, I so wanna go there! It's like huge...and nice...and in front of the three treehouses it says "Hollywood" HOW SPASTIC IS THAT? I WANNA GO!

Adeeb came up with the brilliant idea of walking to Parkway. So we did. Which turned out to be a very very bad decision. Started feeling sickly half-way but yet, in true Victorian ( and perhaps foolhardy) spirit, we continued walking, bitching all the way about other people. Adeeb distracts his twin from his studies by playing chess with him. Evil. And his sister can do a splendid Jamaican accent.

Reached Parkway, and we saw SOPHIESTICATED SOPHIE! And she was like "You again?" Cuz we met twice or thrice at VJC during open house and Adeeb met her a few times over the past 2 weeks. It's fate I tell ya. Invited her to join us for lunch, but she needed to go back to KC to grab/finish up some stuff.

At McDonalds, I made the stupid mistake of thinking I needed to eat EVEN THOUGH I clearly felt like throwing up. So I ordered McChicken meal and a McFlurry. I took 2 bites of the burger, ate 2 fries, didn't even touch the coke and finished half the McFlurry. Then I really felt like throwing up. So, that's how I wasted $7.80.

Anyways, Ms Koh called and asked us to buy a BK Chicken Sandwich for her and then she'll swing by and pick us up. While waiting for her, Adeeb and I were discussing the possible set-up of the Monochrome Society where everyone calls each other brother. 'Cept for the girls of course. And then we can call Ms Koh "Sister Jen". Because "Sister Jennifer" sounds weird. Just like how "Brother Ben" sounds nicer than "Brother Benjamin." No offense to Benjamins out there. [Pathetic attempt to sound cool] YO! Peace to ya ma brudderZ [/pathetic attempt to sound cool]

Picked up Hansen on the way. By the time we reached KC, my face was practically on fire. Rushed to the black box and freaked out when one of the 6 air-cons wouldn't work. An exasperated Sophie went to get ice ( which reminds me, I owe her 10 cents ). The ice didn't help. Heck, I think it made it worse. My hands just became numb and so did my face, but amazingly, the stupid pain was still there.

Got called down to the music room/choir room later. It's quite cool really. Started intensive drama practice. And I was hyper. The pain was making me hyper-active and I think I freaked out a lot of people. Oh oh! And there were a LOT of insults flying around the room that day. SOMEHOW OR ANOTHER, a "fad" involving my name got started. I don't even want to talk about it. So stupid. I couldn't help giggling though, it really was kinda funny.

HAD PIZZA! 1 Vegetarian and 1 Hawaiian from Canadian Pizza. The KC' girls viciously attacked, subdued and then devoured the vegetarians while we cultured VS boys looked on in gentlemanly shock. Nah just kidding. Both groups attacked and devoured the pizzas. By the time I finished my first slice, the entire Hawaiian pizza had vanished, eaten by GOD KNOWS WHO! Not that I wanted another one though. Lord knows I'm hyperactive enough as it is.

And I officially declare myself slightly schizophrenic. I scare myself sometimes. I'll be like sick one moment, and the next, I'm the fricking energizer panda, bouncing around completely mad. I think today was really a day when I was "MYSELF!" Jumping around, going totally and completely insane. I needed that energy release though. Felt much better after it too.

Oh yeah, and Benjamin kept trying to trip me/ get me in some kind of weird fancy-schmancy lock and try to take me down. Which doesn't really work since this is exactly what I've been training to defend against. Oh no wait, I've been trained on how to let my ATTACKER throw me to the ground so that I can perform some stupid fancy Ukemi roll and get back up, by which time my ATTACKER can kick my vulnerable little ass six-ways to China, Pakistan, Malaysia, Russia, Antarctica and Australia. In case you didn't INFER it from the previous sentence, I don't believe in even getting taken down. Hell no. If some person were to attack me, I'll go crazy on HIM! I'm not even well-trained in Aikido! When I get attacked, I'm going to be like " Eh wait, am I suppose to TWIST your arm like this? Or like this?" Which will of course result in me being mudhole-stomped-into-the-ground before I even have the chance to say "Ouch."

Today, I was definitely too rough. I have no idea why, I think it was the hyper-activeness affecting logical thought. In any case, I whacked a lot of people today ( In my defense, it was retaliation in most of the cases). So an apology goes out to those people today. You know who you guys are. Some I've already apologized to, but whatever, here's another apology.

Now I'm back home and OH GOD I JUST REMEMBERED DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES IS ONE I NEED TO GO WATCH BYE BYE BYE!!!