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.


Thursday, April 09, 2009

Charlie's Angels, mind you.

I was deeply engrossed in reading my novel, gripping the sides of the book as I read on and on, fidgeting in my seat at every exciting part. Forces of gravity impelled me to flip to the following page which will start a whole new chapter, but my heart resisted the urge when soulmate gave me the signal to start walking to her house.

Soulmate, Ween and I eventually met up as what we planned earlier on. We headed straight to E! Hub since we arranged to catch a movie. Funny thing that happened was when a guy called us Charlie's Angels when we walked by.

We grabbed our late lunch at Subway where we encountered retards working behind the counter, serving us, preparing our sandwiches. Perhaps they should go on their knees as a form of apology and gratitude that we aren't some kind of pussies that would break their necks as a lesson to learn. Hahaha!
Subway, eat fresh!
As we were eating, we were also conceiving outing plans, and no, that doesn't spell trouble. We are just teenagers and we want to have fun. Don't rob us of our rightful pleasure.

All of us finally watched Confessions Of A Shopaholic, after like what, a week or so? It was certainly a worth-watching flick to me and I honestly love it as a whole.
Two thumbs up!

To wrap our day up, we chilled at the alfresco area outside Burger King and coincidentally bumped into Sally and Hafiz. Sally had a deck of UNO cards, like a really old pack that looked like it had been soaked a thousand times, giving it a vintage aura. Correct me if I were wrong, it was a UNO Love pack. How fascinating!



Jean says:
Why do you have to digress now?
Never mind..
B is..
I killed another bug with my can of starch!
YAY.
I WIN.
Starch works man.
And it doesn't reek like insecticides.

` +. kHaI .+ -Unwanted Revival. says:
hmm..
good for you.

Jean says:
I thought so too!

` +. kHaI .+ -Unwanted Revival. says:
later the flies will come back for revenge
bugs*

Jean says:
YOUR HEAD!
If that happens, I know it is your fault.

` +. kHaI .+ -Unwanted Revival. says:
wahaha
i hope it happens
i will call their boss now

Jean says:
WOW.
Now insects have phones too?
Advanced technology.
Either that or you speak insects.
Bzzzzz..
Bzzz..

` +. kHaI .+ -Unwanted Revival. says:
whats bzz ?
insect language ?

Jean says:
Yeah, insect lamguage.
Correct me if I was wrong.

` +. kHaI .+ -Unwanted Revival. says:
laMguage

Jean says:
HAHAHA.
Gosh, you really unfluenced me!

` +. kHaI .+ -Unwanted Revival. says:
yes you are wrong

Jean says:
SEE!!!
influenced*
Did you cast a spell on me or something?

` +. kHaI .+ -Unwanted Revival. says:
did you hit your leg or your head on the coffee table ?

Jean says:
I am already pathetic as it is, don't make my life more difficult.
I did my leg.
think*



Jean says:
I want to go to the zoo, zoo, zoo.
How about you, you, you?

[c=46]Nabzee[/c] says:
same sameeeeee

Jean says:
Remember that song?

[c=46]Nabzee[/c] says:
but why you guys dont want want want
yup i know, haha

Jean says:
Who says I don't want to, to, to?

[c=46]Nabzee[/c] says:
you all ah..
*sad face*

Jean says:
I said I wanted too, too, too.






I will always lose the optimism I need as soon as I found it.

Tonight, I finally realised why I would flip open my novel to read. A couple of reasons, yes, but I am not proud of this reason at all.




Gooseknights.

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