I shouldn't be here at all. Instead, I should be burying myself in my RA1 notes. However, I am in the mood of rambling here, so after browsing through my notes for approximately fifteen minutes, I chucked it aside and involved myself in blogging.
CSA test was definitely da shizzzt. I was stumped upon reading majority of the questions, but I kind of did try my very best to come up with logical yet nonsensical answers. Who would ever know what functions and utilities Windows Vista have?
So I left the test venue few minutes before 1150, then I met Anne. Soon after, Nabilah joined us and we walked to Ash's area to meet him. Our next stop was Ikea (as suggested by the magnificently Jean), so we headed to Ikea and did typical things people can do at Ikea. Farhan came to find us at Ikea too.
When he had to leave Ikea, Ash, Nabilah, Anne and I got to Fish&Co. to slack. The store is like a place we all have to visit every single day.
Nadz ended his shift slightly later than his scheduled time, but we waited for him, anyway. Finally, everyone confirmed they can make it to Changi Village that evening, unfortunately, Anne had to go home.
Anne took 29 home whilst Ash and I alighted at Changi Village's bus terminal. Gradually, the rest came in to join us. Apparently, there were only six of us. Haha.
We slacked at an area somewhere near the ferry terminal after the hungry people got their stomachs satisfied. Towards the end, the guys' friend came to join us as well. As requested by Anne, we rode back to her house to lepak. Tonight, I had two other bikes to escort me home again. Haha. Yay, I didn't get home too late. It was about 2330 when I arrived at home and now, I am dead beat, honestly.
Goosenuts.
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.
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, June 04, 2009
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