you permeate my screen
Went for lunch at JP yesterday with Eunice, Sharlene, Hajar, Germaine, Xinyi, Isabelle, Josephine and Vithiya, simply because we couldn't take school food no more - Canteen grub just sucks big time. It felt good to be eating while chatting nonsense with the girls, from prejudice against B.A.---- to whatnot. Xinyi seemed a little off though, but maybe she was just tired out from OGL duties. The Shar and I had to leave earlier though, we had a really really really ridiculously important appointment at Kino!
When we reached Ngee Ann City, we headed straight to the toilet even though the mags were calling out to us. Guess Nature calls louder, haha. On the way to and from the loo, we passed by the various boutiques there and suddenly talked about prom dresses for some reason. All the talk of prom made me just want to get the A levels done and over with, I just bloody can't wait for the end of this year. Already, school is a drag in January.
Anywayyyy after that, the Shar and I stormed Kino in search for the precious Kerrang! issue that features the sexiest men in rock, hoho... I could swear she almost hyperventilated, as though she couldn't breathe when she saw that poster of Ian. This girl is already on obsession level 3245205, for sure. I, on the other hand, chanced upon this poster mag which featured Panic! and Jensen Ackles. Didn't buy it though, 'cause the posters don't do them justice!
I think I caught the 'fickle-minded' disease from Eunice. I took ages to choose a pen, and then a pen colour, then notebook brand, and then trying to decide if I should get some stationery for the sister too. Sharlene got bored and yawned for like every minute and a half, though she insisted that she yawns a lot in airconditioned places. I don't recall her yawning that frequently during lectures and tutorials though. Hm.
Stopped by Topshop and left with some free postcards, of which one of them featured our school logo! Shall scan them sooooooon, perhaps.
So after going to Borders where we checked out yet even more magazines, we went home. Made spastic faces at this cute little boy, who attempted funny expressions in response to our bored asininity. GOO GOO GAH GAH - Shar's exit point numero uno from Lit lecture.
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Eunice wants more episodes of "Ask Uncle Watkins". Up for that, Missus Wat-sisname?
When we reached Ngee Ann City, we headed straight to the toilet even though the mags were calling out to us. Guess Nature calls louder, haha. On the way to and from the loo, we passed by the various boutiques there and suddenly talked about prom dresses for some reason. All the talk of prom made me just want to get the A levels done and over with, I just bloody can't wait for the end of this year. Already, school is a drag in January.
Anywayyyy after that, the Shar and I stormed Kino in search for the precious Kerrang! issue that features the sexiest men in rock, hoho... I could swear she almost hyperventilated, as though she couldn't breathe when she saw that poster of Ian. This girl is already on obsession level 3245205, for sure. I, on the other hand, chanced upon this poster mag which featured Panic! and Jensen Ackles. Didn't buy it though, 'cause the posters don't do them justice!
I think I caught the 'fickle-minded' disease from Eunice. I took ages to choose a pen, and then a pen colour, then notebook brand, and then trying to decide if I should get some stationery for the sister too. Sharlene got bored and yawned for like every minute and a half, though she insisted that she yawns a lot in airconditioned places. I don't recall her yawning that frequently during lectures and tutorials though. Hm.
Stopped by Topshop and left with some free postcards, of which one of them featured our school logo! Shall scan them sooooooon, perhaps.
So after going to Borders where we checked out yet even more magazines, we went home. Made spastic faces at this cute little boy, who attempted funny expressions in response to our bored asininity. GOO GOO GAH GAH - Shar's exit point numero uno from Lit lecture.
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Eunice wants more episodes of "Ask Uncle Watkins". Up for that, Missus Wat-sisname?
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