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Thursday, November 03, 2005

Blurr-rrry

i think lazing around at home has done nutting beneficial to my brains. its getting rusty, slow, and mal-functioning.

earlier on, as i was collecting my notes handouts from the recep counter outside the classroom, i was positive i was holding onto my hp pouch. and i was holding my jacket as well. when they required me to produce my ACCA pass, i put my pouch down, followed by my jacket, then my bagpack.

i was late, and flustered bout being late. so upon collecting my notes, i sort of hugged the whole pile and walked towards class. then i realised i wasn't holding onto my pouch! so i went back frantically to look for it. it was so embarrassing when my phone slipped outta that pile and my lecturer laughed and said "you ah...blur leh!" and does the knocking action on my head. hee~

as i anticipated, the lesson dragged on. supposed to end at 10.15pm, but it ended at 10.40pm instead. you noe cpa house...located at aljunied...lotsa prostitutes and indians and MEN. lecherous ones...i felt so unsafe walking. i turned to xueling and said "thank goodness i have you with me." yea it was that scary.

and sembawang isn't safe anymore! got BLACKMEN!

i was stonning as i walked outta the train. i walked towards the escalator and there were these 3 blackmen. they were looking at me as though i didn't have any clothes on u noe? so ke pa~ they looked up and down and back up to ur face. or was it chest? one of those.

immediately i stopped walking. its okie...i can give way. i can sarcrifice a few seconds to reach home later. but...why is it always me? -sobs sobs-

blah~ so full...so tired...


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