Vengeance Is Mine Inc.

Wednesday, May 21, 2003

ehoh! i think im obsessed with teletubbies today. they are so stupid. and the song! po's timid gentle little sigh. 'pohhhh....' grossy.

during eng lit we had to act out the scenes which was hilarious! when minmin just went to lie down like a block of wood chopped into 2 fine sticks at the end. peiwen was a very agitated apothecary! ours was more a solemn reading, and later the analysis was so boring that i drew on my fingers. i liked that. thumb: hippy dippy! index finger: love, sweet love. middle finger: amscray (it is scram in word code. useful for pointing the third finger and at the same time implying scram) ring finger: peace! dainty little finger: lambda. and how appropriate, aint it. i cannot stand it when the room is so quiet or when everyone is obliged to whisper. ahhh, but aint that the most appropriate time for a tiny little handfart.

after school the shepard and i went to thomson plaza for some studying. hoho yes, studying! we were fanning ourselves alllll the way as we walked to the faraway busstop, the one i like walking to at bishan park. felt rather blind as i took off my specs and constantly inhaled the malay perfume i sprayed on the fan! and on dee bus, still hot hot hot hot. at thomson plaza, STILL hot. it sure was a hot day! it was fun going around waving the fan like some rich ol woman.

vee went to burger king where there was an enormous number of cat high guys, all laughing to each other with that loud guffaw/unbroken duck voice which would later annoy us when we wanted to study. we ate la deli potato! and the soup, the moment it entered my mouth and warmed my mouth up, it was just lovely. ahh maybe i was jsut hungry but it tasted so warm and rich.

later we returned to burger king and sat in a way that we were between 2 groups of cat high guys. perfect for people watching. i tried to concentrate! but they were highly rowdy and i cant blame them, of course not its a public place, but i had the urge to devise some strategy in which my hand, holding my squirt bladder (water bottle) will somehow point the tip back and somehow let out a squeeze so that a big sprinkle of water will hit the guys at the back. and when those in front stood up, oh god. they had pants that low it was really stupid looking! i imagine:
me-excuse me, i think your pants are too low. (resisting the urge to add, it looks stupid!)
he- a)oh.
b) really?
c) (laugh to each other)

but anyway, as he squeeeezed his way between our table, we spotted his underwear. and for gods sake, if u are gonna wear that pair of pants so low and u meet someone like yeehan, u better be thankful your wearing underwear! and stupidly, he walked back to the table. does this mean the sole purpose of squeezing past was to silently uh, show off the low pants? maybe i am overanalysing. but! i think it is rather silly when guys wear their pants so low the butt cloth is hanging in the air below the butt.

enough of the sometimes annoying opposite sex! we studied and studied well! yes! i felt very very accomplished that actually by sitting there, concentrating, we got almsot the entire chapter done! thruout the whole thing we totally couldnt stop laughing at the little red book and backyard furnaces, my god. its reeeeally stupid. maomao (mao zedong) had people smelt their own steel and iron in the furnaces which melted during rainstorms cos it was so lousy! and then lynn said she heard that people actually throw their huge steel specs into the furnace to improve the quality of the steel?!!!?!?!?!!! hilarious! mad drunks chanting out maomao's history and laughing almost every 5 minutes about the backyard furnaces! oh my. and the little red books. lynn translated it to 'xiao hong ben'. and then picture teens everywhere very excitedly and high-pitchedly going 'xiao hong ben! xiao hong ben!' i think that was when i almsot let out a roaring laughter. if that aint enough go look at the pictures in the textbook. there is this one of very enthusiastic teens waving the little red book and one of them looks very...very hilarious! and mao zedong, having died of parkinson's disease, probably had some head shaking problem at his later days going 'jiang..jiang jiang... jiang qing.' all that laughing was great.

oh! i watched the matrix reloaded yesterday with the trolls. actually, the troll and trottling mother hen. but anyway, it is becoming quite a normal routine for me to throw down my bag and start adjusting my blouse once the lift door closes, and do it within seconds of the door opening. the blouse is really unbearable at times. well we smuggled a whooooooole lot of food inside 10 mins before it began and there was a kissing couple behind us. soon we kinda became one of the few non-couples inside. and it was great, just being there and watching a movie, which i am dying to do now!! just be there in that air-con, lie back, eat, relax, be entertained. there was a little too much emphasis on sex. when the sex scene played, the couples in the cinema kinda rather softly, but simultaneously went 'ohhhhh'. mind-blowing! and zen we went round the place looking for the trolls missing file, spelling curse words. f-u-c-k. s-h-i-t. p-u-n-g-s-a-i.

songs i am currently rather obssessed with:
crocodile rock-elton john
she-elvis costello
mack the knife-bobby darin/clay aiken
unchained melody-the righteous brothers
sympathique-pink martini (my sunday song)
25 minutes, sleeping child-michael learns to rock (saturday songs to keep me peaceful after band)

oh tomorrow!!!!!!!!!! AMERICAN IDOL FINALE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! do NOT go to ANY ANY ANY ANY site like msn.com or anything, they probably announce the winners there. so do NOT. and if u do, do NOT tell me! i absolutely cannot believe the FINALE is tomorrow. clay and ruben. yippeee. and 2.4 run. the most constant thought for me will probably be 'can i breathe? can i? CAN I?!?!!' hokaaay. hoho!

moled at 5/21/2003 04:54:00 AM

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