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.


Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Piping hot, stone dead.

I was barbarously disturbed by soulmate when she called me twice, and messaged me twice. I was awakened by the constant ringing of my mobile phone. Under such a harsh condition, how was I to carry on sleeping? I got myself out of bed even though I have had only a mere eight hours of slumber.

After awaiting for the grand arrival of my three girlfriends (for an hour!), they finally arrived at my doorstep. We made our way to our secondary school to collect our School Graduation Certificate, and hang around within the compound for awhile before hailing a cab to get down to Temasek Polytechnic.
Anne had to submit some documents, hence the trip.

So it was Anne, Nabilah, Shazreen and I, who dined in at Tampines Mall Fish & Co. It was pretty much an impromptu decision, and we took ages to decide on what to have. When we eventually did, Ash came to attend to us. Anne had her all-time favourite Coriander Catch, Nabz took Peri Peri Catch and Ween, she tried P. Fettuccini. As for the legendary me (wooo!), I finally made up my mind on Wrasse Piccata, with a request. I ate it with garlic lemon instead of tomato sauce. Not only did I drench my fish in garlic lemon, I also sprinkled it with Parmesan cheeeeese. I was satisfied with what was on my pan.

After finishing our main courses, Anne had to scoot off, so Leonard walked her to the bus stop, while we stayed on to sweeten our meals with a slice of Caramel Fudge Colossal. It will always taste this heavenly, not even an exception to interfere.

With extremely bloated stomachs, we wandered around aimlessly within the mall itself. After which, we headed towards the bus interchange and we coincidentally bumped into View and Minthu.

We got on to bus 81, which brought us back to Pasir Ris, and we sent Nabilah right up to her doorstep. Then it was left with Ween and I, and we perambulated all the way to Downtown East. We settled ourselves at alfresco Burger King and chattered whilst waiting for the guys.

Upon Farhan's arrival, Ween called Iqbal to come down to the carpark opposite E! Hub to fetch her. Ween mounted her boyfriend's bike, while Farhan and I stayed there. After quite some time, we eventually got on the bike, and rode off to my block.

If you think the story just ends here, you are wrong!

I wanted to check my mobile phone for the time and incoming text messages when I realised it was missing. Farhan suggested to go back to where we were from to see if I had luck with it. Thankfully, my phone was still facing flat on the grass patch. This is honestly my first encounter losing my mobile phone, and I must really count myself lucky to have gotten it right back into my hands.
YAY!

I got home slightly before midnight and I am feeling really sleepy now, so..

GOODNIGHT.

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