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.


Monday, January 19, 2009

Inflated balloon.

Human beings and all.

It had been ages since I last had a satisfying good night sleep. I got up at 1300 and started to prepare myself at the pace of a snail.
(Snails and slugs. Horrible, disgusting creatures. I challenge you to blend them together with tomato juice and gulp in down.)

I was supposed to meet Shayne and Jordan at 1600 and I thought I would be late as I left my house at 1545 and took a bus down to Tampines Mall. But apparently, I arrived earlier than them. Living examples of vain guys, haha.

We went down to Fish & Co. for the interview and Nadz was the one doing it. He didn't allow me to sit through the interview! Takper. So I they left after the interview while I stayed to help Lyn, as well as waited for her to knock off.

Lyn and I went up to Burger King to find Raphael and those vain pots. These guys really have lots to laugh about.

Lyn and I headed back to Fish & Co. to have a Hot Fudge. Farhan was doing bar and the best thing to do would be bullying him with an order.
Jean: Farhan.
Lyn: We ordered a Hot Fudge for you to prepare.
Farhan: Wa lau eh. You guys know that I am doing bar then keep bullying me.
Jean: Yeah. We know you're doing bar that's why we ordered.
Jean: At least it's a Hot Fudge, so easy.
Jean: Put the brownie inside to warm, scoop an ice cream. That's all.
Jean: We didn't even order salads.
Farhan: Ya, ya.
Farhan: (to Ashaari) See see, they bully me.

Farhan let us taste the tomato juice that we have and goodness gracious, it was awful. It has the taste of beer, but this juice is horrible.

After participating in one of the loudest birthday raps I have done, Ash prepared our Hot Fudge instead of Farhan. He drizzled a good amount of chocolate syrup on our brownie and gave us two scoops of ice cream. It was fabulous!
Yuuummmmmy.

We were bored, so we started doing silly things. We fiddled with the balloon pump and Lyn inflated some balloons. I once dismantled the pump and it was.. cool? After inflating the balloon, we let it go. That's what deprived kids do.

As if that was enough. We went to the office where Ash's bag was. I removed the lid from the hole puncher and poured everything into his bag. Then we inflated a balloon and stuffed a note in it and placed it in Nadz's bag. We wrote a note filled with gibberish and put it in Farhan's bag as well. It sort of ended there when Ash asked us to run an errand for him.
Got the whipped cream for the bar.

Lyn and I left the store at nine, and strolled home from the train station at Pasir Ris. Despite having few stars hanging in the vast sky, it was still beautiful, really. Both of us had a romantic moment spent together.

He would make a difference.
Pretty.

Selamat malam.
Sweetest dreams to you.

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