Wednesday, January 24, 2007



Wee Bian - "We should treat Alphonsus today, it's his birthday."
Me - "I'll treat to a cup of cold water."
Wee Bian - "No...I treat him to the cup."
Me - "K, then I treat him to the water."
Bryan - "I'll treat him to the ice."
Me - "Then Yang En can treat him to the straw and Wei Liang can treat him to the tray."
Wee Bian - "See Alphonsus, we're so nice."
Me - "How could you ask for a better birthday present."
Alphonsus - "I'm so touched..."

Oh what wonderful friends we are.

Since I'm going for my ever-lovely-ever-desired tuition in about....30 minutes, I'll probably break this post up into 2 parts. Of course, since I am typing this at the same time as I'm talking with super-cute Emersius and super-phat Bryan, my thoughts will be slightly distracted.

Ok, so today was dear Alphonzi/Alphonsus/Fonzi's birthday. So after writing for 1 hour for an english compo, 40 minutes for a chinese test, then another 10 minutes for CO invitations for the various schools...That's a LOT of writing you know... And my hand still aches now.

Oh bloody hell, Timothy ( Koh ) just signed on with his glaringly bright yellow that sears my retinas so I'm partially blind now and therefore I will mizzspeld sveral wrds.

Opuch.

So...We (Birthday Boy, Yang En, Wee Bian, Wei Liang, Bryan and I ) traipsed down to Parkway, Wei Liang dropping off first at VJC to sell some of our tickets.

Reached Parkway, went to POSB to post the letters to the various schools.

AND AND AND. There was this idiotic man who simply PUSHED me away as I was using the glue for the stamps, then turned around and said "Don't block this can? Does this look educational?"

What the hell man? Does it look like just because you're 5 times my age, balding, smelly, ugly and fat mean you can push me around? HELL NO you old fat flatulent craphead. I have a RIGHT to use the damn glue, and you're not going to lord it over me just because you have "an important' letter to send. Like hell I care.

Back to the pleasantries of how we celebrated The 'Phonsus' birthday.

So after mailing the letters, Yang En leaving halfway for his piano lessons at Rowasteyourmoneyxy and Wei Liang rejoining us, we made our way to

Mos Burger.

I lurbbe Mos Burger. Sure, it's a tad more expensive compared to Maccies or KFC, but the food's a lot nicer, and somehow more fulling. Plus, I lurbbe the atmosphere.

Ate the Ebi Rice Burger as usual. "Surprised" Alphonsus with his birthday card, signed by us and "Angus". Then went home with Wei Liang.

Met Marcus and Matthias on the bus. Despite repeated attempts by both Wei Liang and I to persuade them to come to our concert, they steadfastly refused. Even after Matthias' claim of "It's a Family Day" was refuted by my "Get your family to come to the concert. You're still spending time together." Evil.

And gay-stalking me has risen to a whole new level. Now not only do I have to deal with Ridha, but his nice gay-ass senior Rayson has also taken to messaging/stalking me. While it is nice to know that people are dumb enough to stalk me, it's also immensely creepy. Ridha just hugs me, I have the feeling Rayson wants to rape me. Certifiable by "Come down come down come down to the Band room. Ridha's not here, we'll be alone."

*Shiver*

Ok tuition time.

In any case, I think I'll blog tomorrow. If I have time.