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, August 06, 2009

Greatness.

GUESS WHAT?
Just a couple more posts and I will hit 300 counts.
Hooray!

I blew ten bucks on cab fare, yet again. Things doesn't seem to change, does it? I only have myself to blame. It takes a a really long time for my mind to pull my body out of bed.
Then fix it, sister.
The core of the problem lies with my habit of turning in late. At least I still kept my promise of sleeping earlier than the previous night. You get me.

I rushed through preparations of dolling myself up though nothing fancy for a Thursday. Headed straight for the main road and flagged for a cab. I was messaging Cryst along the way and we thought she would arrive later. Little did we expect her to reach a tad earlier and with much coincidence, we bumped into each other at the cargo lift.

Initially, we all thought Marketing Fundamentals tutorial was a great waste of our time which also stung our hearts quite a bit knowing that we splurged on cab fares unnecessarily. However, it wasn't a wasted trip when our project status was reveal led to all of us.

It was an intense moment. The very first group engaged in a long conversation with Mr Seah, with frequent insertions of smiles and laughs. I was guessing that Botak's group must have gotten a satisfying grade.

Supposedly, we were after the first group, but Zhi Guang kept pleading us for him to go first since he was the only one. Apparently, the rest of his mates were absent. Jean, don't be envious, you have already used up your chance. We gave in to him and sure enough, he didn't take long. Not at all.

I was afraid that it was going to be yet another disheartening piece of news. He took a glimpse at all of our faces with his regular smile drawn across his face, flashing no hint of his teeth, then settled his gaze on me.
Him: So how are you?
Me: Err, I'm fine?
Him: Okay already?
Me: Yeah, I'm okay.
Him: Haven't seen you in awhile.
Me: Yeah..

He started off slow. He began by highlighting the strengths of our project. When such things happen, more often than not, I would get the impression that bad news are brewing right behind the 'but'. As he went on, things got better, and better. Things that contributed largely to our B+ were, STP, 4 Ps and recommendations. Did I just say B+?
YES, A B+!
After giving us shit and hell, we were finally awarded with B+. For someone without much achievements, B+ means the world to me.

My girls and I had our lunch at Mensa 1. A good lunch, but the trip to and fro was really a torment. We were baking under the scorching sun with the intense heat burning through our skins. I bet the heat can even penetrate through the grounds of Earth, let alone subtle human skin. Poor us.

Cryst parted from us to assist the booth BSC set up, while the remaining five of us left school and headed for Hamz's house.

Sheng Wei left us from Hamz's house, so the rest of us took a bus down to Tampines. We spent some time together before we split up. Mas went home to prepare herself for AC, and I separated from Hamz and Adz to meet Anne.


Moments when I would dig at myself.

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