well, i didn't go jamming in the end. like. three girls with no drummer. like. its so not worth it.
so,
we lied to pearlyn that i had to go cheena new year shopping with my mum.
padding.
if you read this, i'm sorry.
it was zann's idea
and why did 'we' use my name? cause zann didn't want to use hers. and. come on. nobody wants to fight with a delusional girl who thinks she's a queen?

i'm nice. i know.

i wanted to buy a bag for the cheena new year.
so zann went with me. it was zann's idea to head over to bugis. havn't been there in a long time. as zann puts it, its a lian place. but so is far east plaza. and i love like far east. its a nice place though i seldom tough level one. level one's the lian place. above level one's the not-so-lian place. cheeks/lips enterprise is my reccomendation. aspiring punks can go there. oh. if you're looking for halloween costumes, go there too.
i sorta bought a bag that costed $39.30!!! damn. thats like one-and-a-half week's allowance.
i sorta like the bag. reminds me of tribal people. you know. those from some native country(think pochahontas).
but.
it really wasn't the bag i had in mind.
oh well.
that's for being lazy.
i wanted to head out to bugis street to look for cheaper buys but we-xiaoting(yes she joined us after her school's celebration was over), zann and me- were lazy. didn't feel like walking. felt thirsty. so, we headed down to mos burger for a drink. xiaoting went to get a drink from macs. to cut a long story short, i knocked over xiaoting's drink(hey. i didn't know she was behind me) and it spilt all over mos's floor. when the cleaner saw, she was like yao si ah. for chinese dodos like me, it translates to wanna die izit. yes. and so. we didn't buy anything from mos burger.
i'm really accident prone. the other time, i knocked over xiaoting's ice cream and it stained her shirt, and i flicked loads of ketchup from my hand onto carrie's jeans(the flicking of the ketchup was intentional but it landing on carrie wasn't). and nowadays, i keep having this feeling that i'm gonna fall while walking down the stairs. any stairs. its freaky.
zann says its because i'm clumsy.
am i?

xiaoting came over after bugis.
due to a typo error that zann made, i'm the chair. so zann's the stool and xiaoting wants to be carpet.

where's the table?

oh. updates on my non-existant brother. he cant read my blog anymore =P ha!
his blog, tells me alot about him. that he's a blardy ahbeng wannabe.
and.
he's lame.
like. he begins his blog with hi and ends it with bye. his english. horrigible. like an ahlian wannabe's english. makes my hair stand.
he's a blardy plastic potential cell leader in church who tells his sis to fuck off and calls her a bitch.
how sweet.

and.
my mum's students(tampines sec 4e22005) are coming on the 3rd day of cheena new year. i dont want them here!i am anti social. i know.the last time they came i didn't talk to them. at all. like. why should i talk to them? there were lians and bengs in their midst. so...eewww.

right.

i shall go now. need to send xiaoting off.
tatas.