So easy,

Monday, July 31, 2006

hullo. today was a freakingly tiring day. i had only 3 hours of sleep the night before. fuckign tired i swear when i woke up in the morning. and my mom had to wake me up instead of the alarm clock, because i would switch it off whenever it annoys me. then it was 630. i told my mom i'll wake up at 7. then the time came, but im fucking lazy to move la. just damn lethargic. the monday blues again. i havent taken a glimpse of the timetable yet. i have no idea what time i end. dragged my ass to take a morning shower. my conditioner finish already. great. then my mom bought me a new shampoo, which requires no conditioner after using it. it was quite good la, my hair felt really soft after using it.

finished showing at about 730am. i slept back. just like the time when i was still in secondary school. after every morning shower, i would go back to take a short "nap". but it's risky as sometimes accidents do happen, and i'll oversleep. woke up at 745 and did some personal grooming, and being fucking tired, i had no mood to style my hair properly. just lazily spread a tiny amount of girl wax on my head, rub here and there, spray a little then go off. my mom was with me as she takes the same bus and mrt to work as i do when going to school. the bus trip took a few million years as every stop would take in a new load of OLs(office ladies) and other people going for work. and the bus was overloading la. luckily i didnt choose to sit on the lower floor, which my mom did. i bet she regretted. hahah.

reached the MRT soon. and i saw several montfort losers. they seem like the only students still roaming around this late hour, it's about 810am. considered late for most secondary schools la, but my ex school has a special starting time of 830am. so good rite? but the rules suck. so that doesnt make a very big difference. the level of commotion at Hougang MRT was equivalent to a fish market. and i didnt know they were giving out free bread in the mornng. my mom aactually wanted me take one loaf for myself as im the type who wouldnt have breakfast at home in the morning, but i refused because i will look like a mama's boy carrying a giant loaf of bread in the crowded MRT in da early morning.

reached dhoby at about 820+ am. the bus arrived directly on the dot. so on the dot. first time ever. but it made no big difference. the crowd was like fuck. the morning crowd. there was a small percentage of lasalle students on board the bus. and im cramped on the lower deck of the bus. i cant fucking move in. either the idiot in front of me is being selfish or the bus is really packed. i so wanna go up to the upper dec, so i can be unselfish and let people move in. then some rude bitch squeezed her way through, brushed past me really hard. i hope the bus driver brakes suddenly and she falls down and die.

reached school. MONDAy is officially the most packed day of school. fought through the same cloud of tabacco smoke again at the entrance and off to the first class. the class was damn small but the class size is damn big, so another crampy moment again. lucky i was the early few, i had my seat. but one shitty thing is, this is AURAL class, and it requires every student to own a Manuscript to write down the musical notations and i forgot to buy mine. no i had to resort to drawing out the lines manually, which turns out to be damn uneven. so much for aural class. i found it a little difficult, but this is just the beginning. and i realised that SOME people are missing from the first lesson of the day. one thing about my teacher, he ends the lesson rather abruptly. funny la, it's like we're all in midst of absorbing so much information and in the end he'll go "alright, that's all for today, class." and by the way, he still pronounces my name like SHIT.

made a new friend today. he's my ex schoolmate, he graduated like 2 years before me, and i seen him in school last time a couple of times, but never talked. i can say that he still looks exactly the same as he was back in montfort. not much difference. but he's a nice guy, VERy sociable, chatty. had lunch with him at the coffeeshop across the road. school finished later and im a loner, so i just went to the bustop alone, having no plans in mind, so i think i'll just go back home. bus took eternity to arrive. saw some classmates at the bustop, they came to me and naturally started a conversation. then their bus arrived and im back to being alone again. just as my bus arrived, while boarding, someone tapped on my shoulder. oh, classmate. and this one girl.

went to dhoby and i kinda bought a meal on impulse, and realised my previous meal was no longer than 2 hours ago and i still buy and eat. had a talk cock session at the kopitiam before leaving for cine. i have yet to find a bag for my laptop yet. good chance for me to go there. then played around the mac computers and realized the "neoprint" function on my laptop can actually be VERY FUN. and i mean VERY FUN. only that i didnt realise. i took like a few thousand pics there. all those dumb shots la, filled with effects and looking super retarded. laughed like hell. then sat around for a while before realising, fuck, it's 630pm already and im supposed to be at Jalan Kayu at 7pm to satisfy my cravings.

well, the bus number 86 at sengkang interchange took fucking forever. i dozed off in the bus. seriously, today, i've been eating like pig. think 3 meals in 6 hours?! wasted $4.30 on an absolutely unecessary meal or not i could have paid for the prata on my own. had been some time since i last ate prata there. ordered the usual thing. 2 cheese pratas. it was FUCKING nice. but sadly, the serving size is just TOO small la. how i wish it could be bigger. was still hungry and added on an additional cheese prata. and the meal was accompanied by a can of Green Tea. oh ya, some of my classmates know of my infatuation with greentea. because there was one day i was out with them and they noticed that i'm drinking like 4 cans of greentea at a time.

im damn tired now la. though school starts at a late 1pm tmr, i'm gonna make up for my lost hours of sleep yet again. damn the insomnia. good nite.

let me draw the blinds for you
you can watch the sunset from
the bed in your room
until you're sleeping

i dont understand how i found a love so pure..
i'll take care of you.

Purple Rose;
7:33 AM