| 9.1.04 |
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just back...
actually almost an hour ago la... just came out from the shower... joined the council at downtown east for a BBQ... still smell like bak kua... coz was standing like a hawk over the BBQ pit... BBQ-ing my heart out... guarding that precious piece of chicken more like it... but proud of the fire the girls started today... guys din help much... and the all-male group in the next pit din do as well... their fire paled in comparision... muahhaha.... had a good time la... but somehow din really like the way ** spoke to me... yesterdae was the same thing... in the mrt... c'mon... if i interupted the conversation assuming the wrong thing he could have alwaz told me nicely... the way he did it sounded more like a rebuke than anything else... piangz... i din have to take that silently really... but any form of retaliation would prove futile anyway... and 'where got pple put butter on crabsticks!?!?' din like the way he questioned my intellect... i was stunned for a while as to why i did it... so i retreated humbly... only to recall it was to prevent the crabsticks from sticking to the foil... 'why you put butter on the crabstick!??!?!' why dont you take my place over at the pit and do your own cooking instead... u %&$@*% !!! if you read that... and realised its you... dun worry... probably no one would know... coz very little pple read my blog... and kinda hoped you would realise that your manner of speech was indeed quite offensive... grrr... signed up for the basic theory test liaoz... on the 13 of feb... pple plz remind me... its on a friday... lallaa... really scared i forget... but hopefully liteng will rem... we aiming to get our licenses by end of 2004.. wish us best... going to the bonesetter again tmr... ankle still pain... and it seems like its getting worse... maybe its the mass dances i was struggling with on finale night... couldnt resist dancing with all those pple... now i suffer the consequences... pain!!! and another 20 bucks into the sinseh's pockets... he better get it fixed... probably take a cab into NSC as well.. then FINALLY set up my sail... and board... and sail the weekend... before andrew comes back and realise we havent been training... but seriously... i'm trying hard to get my ankle fixed wor... the pain is killing me... and i dun wanna limp for the rest of my life.... will ciaoz to sleep before dad wakes up to watch 22 monkeys running after one ball... oops... not supposed to say that.... i'm supposed to like soccer as well... okay... watch 22 well-paid...and usually good looking...monkeys running after one ball... muahhaha... ciaoz... ----Stef stopped rambling at 01:08 --Link to Post |
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