Monday, July 24, 2006



Nicholas - "You can go with Justin."
Me - "I'd rather die."
Justin - "Then go die lah."
Me - "Not for you. I rather die for heavy metal than die for you. And God knows how much I hate heavy metal."

Well, let me just start off with a little something that happened this afternoon.

Okay, so after I come home from school because I was feeling rather unwell, I heard that the Outram Park MRT station was closed due to technical difficulties. Didn't think much of it. However, 5.30 came along and my brother still hadn't reached the station. Mum, Dad, Da Gu, Auntie Melda and even I ( yes, I was concerned ) were flustered. So I sat down for just a minute and prayed for my brother to reach home safely.

Within 5 minutes, Da Gu called to say she saw my brother at the Serangoon MRT Station.

Yes, the power of the Lord is great indeed.

Okay well, school today was...whatever. Really tired in the morning. Got soaked in the rain during Recess because I'm a fool and didn't take the sheltered path. English was ok, Geography was ok, OPW was ok. Came home because, like I said, I wasn't feeling all that well. Had a nice long talk with Si Cheng on the bus ( Apparently I gave him a shock on the bus because he didn't see me wave twice to him before). Talked about lots of stuff - Singapore Idol, school, drawing, the assholes in my class aka Justin, Matthew and Max, food and of course, the soon-to-be-planned PDPC outing.

Played a bit of Dota, did my maths, then came the whole wherethehelldidmybrothergoto fiasco. Had pizza for dinner, tried to draw and failed horribly ( my "magician" girl looks like a dustbin skank ), then came to blog. Originally wanted to infuse some of my unique brand of cynical, sarcastic humour, but since Desperate Housewives is starting, I shall leave you with this picture.


This is why you do not post stupid comments such as "Ur bl0g SuX_XoRZ" on my tagboard. Or else your babies will be eaten. No one wants to have their babies eaten so please think carefully before posting.