Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Saturday, April 12, 2008

(Celia Hammond)


I had to drag myself out of my bed this morning, with special gratitude to my father. He, after my heated argument with him, lectured me while I was half-asleep on my bed. He deprived me of my beauty sleep even if it was for thirty-one minutes. Hey, come on, thirty-one minutes is good enough. I prepared myself and headed off to school, my second home (indeed!). I waited for Ma'am Samantha outside the school like a lost sheep, crossing my hooves for a world map to drop from the sky. I crossed my two front hooves and tapped my back hooves, trying to find a sundial on the ground. Ma'am cycled down early in the morning when the sun is barely in the sky (no wonder I couldn't see a sundial!) just to hand me her No. 3 top. I felt touched, awww, and bad at the same time. Thank you sooooo much! BM and I rushed to the councillor round to get me all changed and with my badges all up. Thank you just as much!

Farah and I got a little too exhilarated when the 'Who farted?' guy appeared right before us when she mentioned about him. Speak of the devil, a hot one, for this case. Haa. Both of us just could not stand still at our positions even for eighty-three seconds. We had to look at heads at the parade square, a sea of PDS gentlemen, drop by the band, strolled all around the school and whatever you can think of.

Apparently, Farah and I were dispensable. But there was nothing we could do since the councillors were appointed to their positions as well. Thankfully, Mrs Ang needed our help in the hall. Both of us were sooooo happy about that. It was much better as I could finally speak and not stand there with my arm up, parallel to the ground. Besides, Albin was there too.

Eventually, we had seats so all of us landed our butts on the chair. As soon as Mr Ong concluded his speech, my girls and I rushed to the classroom for our burgers. Such a disappointment, but oh well.. We ate, drank, and went back to the hall.

After we were dismissed, I got rather upset and stuff. It is one of those days, yet again. Thank you Siska, Hui Bin, BM, Shazni, Syafiqah, Mark, Xuan Jie, and Sophix(but of course). Thank you Syafiqah and two of my Sec 1 juniors for a balloon each.

Cheryl, Mahir, Ain, Lahlaay and I went to the airport for Popeye's, again. It was a great time and these beings sure made me better. Mahir left as he had to run. Candy Empire was another spot to hit. Got my stuff and off to my house next while Cheryl returned home. Lahlaay, Ain and I chucked our belongings at my place and we strolled to Pasir Ris Park to cycle although cycling is an alien sport to Jean. On our way there, Hanan called me and I thought he wanted to tell me that he changed his name. Hahaha. But nah, Zuhaili borrowed Hanan's cellphone to call and he did not know the score of the match. Odd, haa.

I have got so much to say, so many beings to thank and apologise to, just give me some time and I shall sort everything out(:


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