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Saturday, May 29, 2004 this post has been altered in case some pple are vulgarities-sensitive. yes? dnt wna pollute pple's mind.
; this post is rated PG.
okok im being lame. :l
DAMN FREAKING TIRED MANNS !
went to the changi naval base open haus today.
went there to help at the games stall.
it's a totally back-breaking job mannns !
keep having to pick up balls that drop.
the games involves all the throwing and shit.
but thn i get paid like $5.50 /hr.
which sounds good till you hear i work 10 hrs.
which means $55 / day ?
which rli sounds bad.
oh and i saw william there !
like damn shocker laaa ! ((((:
after that was chatting with him on da phone.
like so long nv see/talk to him alr ?
so anws, like i did smth freaking stupidd laa.
i didnt know how to get home frm there.
so i just walked out and walked dwn this road.
cus i was like damn lazy to queue fer the shuttle bus.
it's like a thousand odd pple queuing ?!!
okies so i walked and walked and walked fer half an hr.
and was rli scared cus the road was like nv ending.
construction on one side and sm shit on the other.
thn three indian workers were walking behind me.
i was like damn freaked out laa.
and stupid thoughts ran thrue my brain eg. gang rape !
not like im pretty enough BUT still, it was damn ulu.
and highly possible okayyyy !
so i walked faster and faster and saw this gal in front.
so asked her where the road leds to and she said expo.
so i just walked and walked and she walked faster.
she was like a 100 metres in front of me.
and thn this lorry full of indian passed by me and stopped.
so it was like in between me and her ; me at the back.
thn the workers got down. *horrified*
more indian workers lor.
not that i have smth against them !
thn a bus stopped and picked that gal up.
and i was like walking alone on this endless road
with like around 8 indian workers lor.
i was like freaking freaked.
so i stopped at this traffic light to ask fer directions.
lucky this bus uncle nice enough to stop.
asked me where i was going and i said expo.
so he let me hop onto the bus.
like im damn damn freaking grateful laa !!
thn the uncle asked if i was gna walk there.
i said i didnt know the way there and thn,
the uncle was saying im insane.
dont know still continue walking and walking.
have to walk another half an hr before reaching.
i was like yes yes im freaking crazyee and stupidd !
anws, im having a terrible backache and leg ache.
oh and i have to complain mannnns !
this grp of gals was like talking behind my back literally.
gal A: who is she ?
gal B: i dont know ehs.
gal C: must be his girlfriend laa.
like wht the fuck.
im so not attached to my friend ?
he just recc the job to me AND
he's like the only person i know there.
so of cus only talk to him laaa AND
theyre like older thn me lorr.
im going poly soon and they are either
1) in NUS alr
2) going to NUS
or smth like that which makes them
a minimum of 2 years older and max 10 years older.
and they were acting all bitchy and shit.
so anws havent eaten all day cus this morn laa.
drank ice milo thn whole day feel like puking.
so i skipped lunch.
okok. enough craps. this entry's like damn long.
okies im gna end with ..
YAYS !!!! SQD OUTING NXT SUN !!! (((((:
[ 9:20 PM ]
Saturday, May 29, 2004 this post has been altered in case some pple are vulgarities-sensitive. yes? dnt wna pollute pple's mind.
; this post is rated PG.
okok im being lame. :l
DAMN FREAKING TIRED MANNS !
went to the changi naval base open haus today.
went there to help at the games stall.
it's a totally back-breaking job mannns !
keep having to pick up balls that drop.
the games involves all the throwing and shit.
but thn i get paid like $5.50 /hr.
which sounds good till you hear i work 10 hrs.
which means $55 / day ?
which rli sounds bad.
oh and i saw william there !
like damn shocker laaa ! ((((:
after that was chatting with him on da phone.
like so long nv see/talk to him alr ?
so anws, like i did smth freaking stupidd laa.
i didnt know how to get home frm there.
so i just walked out and walked dwn this road.
cus i was like damn lazy to queue fer the shuttle bus.
it's like a thousand odd pple queuing ?!!
okies so i walked and walked and walked fer half an hr.
and was rli scared cus the road was like nv ending.
construction on one side and sm shit on the other.
thn three indian workers were walking behind me.
i was like damn freaked out laa.
and stupid thoughts ran thrue my brain eg. gang rape !
not like im pretty enough BUT still, it was damn ulu.
and highly possible okayyyy !
so i walked faster and faster and saw this gal in front.
so asked her where the road leds to and she said expo.
so i just walked and walked and she walked faster.
she was like a 100 metres in front of me.
and thn this lorry full of indian passed by me and stopped.
so it was like in between me and her ; me at the back.
thn the workers got down. *horrified*
more indian workers lor.
not that i have smth against them !
thn a bus stopped and picked that gal up.
and i was like walking alone on this endless road
with like around 8 indian workers lor.
i was like freaking freaked.
so i stopped at this traffic light to ask fer directions.
lucky this bus uncle nice enough to stop.
asked me where i was going and i said expo.
so he let me hop onto the bus.
like im damn damn freaking grateful laa !!
thn the uncle asked if i was gna walk there.
i said i didnt know the way there and thn,
the uncle was saying im insane.
dont know still continue walking and walking.
have to walk another half an hr before reaching.
i was like yes yes im freaking crazyee and stupidd !
anws, im having a terrible backache and leg ache.
oh and i have to complain mannnns !
this grp of gals was like talking behind my back literally.
gal A: who is she ?
gal B: i dont know ehs.
gal C: must be his girlfriend laa.
like wht the fuck.
im so not attached to my friend ?
he just recc the job to me AND
he's like the only person i know there.
so of cus only talk to him laaa AND
theyre like older thn me lorr.
im going poly soon and they are either
1) in NUS alr
2) going to NUS
or smth like that which makes them
a minimum of 2 years older and max 10 years older.
and they were acting all bitchy and shit.
so anws havent eaten all day cus this morn laa.
drank ice milo thn whole day feel like puking.
so i skipped lunch.
okok. enough craps. this entry's like damn long.
okies im gna end with ..
YAYS !!!! SQD OUTING NXT SUN !!! (((((:
mich (( 9:20 PM ))
× michelle.
22101987
TWENTYONE :)
× life now
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