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, June 01, 2009

The Floor Is Getting Dirty.

I got home early today.
I am simply too tired.
I don't feel like studying Microeconomics. Then again, when do I ever feel like doing my revision?

Yes, one paper down, but no, I don't feel like talking about it. Please step in my shoes :D

The usual start-up picture flashed across my screen, and seconds later, I saw a text message from Anne. I panicked as I thought she was waiting for me anxiously, so I pressed the green button on her number and waited impatiently for her to answer my call. However, it was to no avail. Then Amanda rang me up and I scooted off to the Mushroom to meet her. Like, literally. I darted (of course not) down the stairs and it was so quiet I could even hear my own footsteps and the whistling of the gentle wind.

In case you are still oblivious, I am beginning to spout nonsense, blabber gibberish. That is because.. I am really dead beat.

Anyhow, as I was squirming through the crowd, I spotted you-know-who and before I know it, I was walking so fast that I was waaaaayyy in front of him, already exiting Business school and heading towards Mushroom. Just so you know, I was walking fast because I was in a hurry to meet Amanda.

After much walking, Amanda and I decided to go to Tampines Mall for lunch whilst waiting for that bunch of people to get here from Kallang which would probably take them nine years to arrive if it isn't ten. Being the usual lazy us, we agreed on flagging for a cab, and so we did.

Just as we got onto cab, Anne called to tell me to head to Tampines Safra. Thank god (You're welcome.) it wasn't too late for the driver to change his direction to the right. Well, I suppose you get what I mean.

We were famished and we had to eat, so other than Mind Cafe, I doubt there is any other places at Safra we would consider having our lunch there. Food was considerably good enough for me not to fuss over it.

Then this whole gang of little people (not midgets, though), consisting of Nadz, Khai, Farhan, Ash, Leonard and Hakim, came along to this little town. Soon enough, Anne and Beth joined us too. We sat around in the cafe before they went to bowl.

After the intense competition between two teams of excellent bowlers, we decided to go to Tampines Mall. Yes, Tampines Mall. Not again!

All of us, including Nabilah, went down to Fish&Co. to sit around and act like big shots hovering all over the restaurant as though we own the place while the new fishes undergo their training. Haha.

When Anne and Beth had to leave, Nabilah and I sent them to the taxi stand before going back down awaiting for the announcement of the next destination. So 'walk around' was the only constructive suggestion we were able to come up with despite having seven brains in total. Oh, wait! Does Khai have a brain? Hahaha. Dodo :D

In the end, after rounds of aimless strolling, we headed to Changi, outside of the airport, near the runway, or whatever you call it. Sorry to sound like a hermit in the shell, frog in the well, but it was an awesome place for someone like me. That is me for you to know.

I got home pretty early, and I was fortunate enough to have two other bikes escorting me home. Yes, dearest, I am feeling sooooo honoured.



Goodnight, people of (micro) economics.

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