fear of getting my hair cut was in me the whole morning. i thought i was gonna get fucked by the dm. seeing her f-ed up face just brings shiver down my spine. apparantly she walked to the other 5N classes to check their hair. god saved me from the clutches of evil. but i didnt go for school's penitential service. hahh.
pe was good. soccer. rest of the day in school was just stoned. went to the gym after school. had to make my way to ctk from houngang. i had huge confidence i wont get lost. but the more i stayed in 74 the more i thought i'm gonna get lost. but thankfully something said to change bus or something. i dont know what it said. but i just found my damn way to ctk.
met rachel joanne greg gareth karina for dinner at the kopitiam. okay i was trying to imagie ctk and its area as holy spirit and its area. holy spirit area is like prata house mengs sweet secrets and many other shops and pubs. ctk? huge "deserted" carpark area. old shop house. with one kopitiam. 3 consecutive mama shops ( wonder how they make business. they selling the same fuckin' things). we settled for that one and only kopitiam since theres no prata and mengs. and that kopitiam is the worst crappy kopitiam place ever. western food a nono , malay food a nono , fried fish soup not trustworthy , "traditional prawn mee stall" but no fried prawn mee , mixed rice looks so so. so i had mixed rice. i swear its the most shithole mixed rice ever. the dishes were not warm. disgusting shit. karina and i decided to buy red bean bun since i'm still hungry. it sucked too. so i can never compare ctk area with holyspirit.
now to the ctk itself. it brought a sense of nostalgia. we went to the 2nd floor. i dont know if i'm growing old but the church looks ancient to me as if its gonna collapse anytime. and we couldnt have picked the right spot to sit. i think some food got stuck on the air con or someones staying in there. it kept making stupid noise making it obvious it needs a big repair. fuckin' irritating. how can we confess our sins in such bad environment. hahh. got home after penitential and stoned.
vist to ju eng home tomrrow. its gonna suck because i gotta do magic shit for the folkies. i hope they get conned by me. those weak minded species. i got a hunch my hair is gonna get caught by the beeeetch. please let it be a good day tomorrow.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
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