Friday, November 23, 2007
Fool of Canturbury
I am officially BAAAACCCKKK LOVES! ((: While I'm supremely glad to be rid of 2 torturous years, I felt, to my consternation, a pang of sadness when I was clearing out my JC stuff this morning. They've been my best friends for the good part of the last 2 years you know? Sweat and brain cells shed over them...it's been a good, hard working 2 years with you all. HAHAHAH!!
This just calls for a joyous celebration, no? So...went shopping with Cang and Wop and Fiona yesterday...and it was BLOODY TORTURE ON MY FEET *inserts posh brit accent here* Ah well. The XMas lighting at Orchard weren't a big deal. Same old, same old.
Moving on...since my day's been freed up for more interesting usage of my brain cells...I've been trying to imagine myself as some serious sod when I finally enter the working world in say, 4 years or so...Mind, doing this thinking thing during my clearing out of JC stuff is no walk in the park. I absent mindedly plonked some Bio stuff into the Math pile more than once. But I digress. As usual. Back to the story...I have come to the conclusion that I'll probably NEVER be serious for more than half an hour at a time. I laugh too much at anything. So...if any idiot wants to cure me of my levity, bugger off aye? I'll probably sock you in the head and wave cheerily goodbye to you. ((:
Why this train of thought you may ask? Wellllll...I was um....scolded by this woman in Taka's Watsons yesterday. Quite angrily too. *gasp* (Florence offends posh ladies?!?!) Unfortunately true my friends. Of course, I fully take the blame for it. I um, didn't notice that the queue was in her particular direction. So...I effectively cut her queue and naturally, le posh madame was virtually apoplectic with rage about it. I fully sympathize with her. It's not easy having to wait for your turn only to see a blade of grass with something ostentatiously yellow grinning smarmily at you. (Ok, to make it easier for ppl like Jessica: I was in school uni, carrying the yellow bag you bought me.) So...she told me off etc etc...and while I was fully traumatised and apologetic for the first hour or so, I couldn't help looking at the funny side of it all after that.
Actually, there is NO funny side. But whatever la. I've lost my train of thought, damn.
10:47 AM
;and the DODO has the final say.
