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Thursday, May 11, 2006 @ 3:38 pm
friday night
went to college after home dinner for int'l evening. everyone was dressed to the nines... except me. and a few other dots of people. but that's not the important thing here. the concert was okay. somewhat. stayed in the hall till after all the good performances. methane rocked. even though my principal's wife was seen with her hands over her ears in the front row. according to the guitarist - lionel leong. and I haven't decided whether or not to join the band. but lionel has wasted no time in replacing my position with bako. kenta was not happy. he came in the com lab just now and pushed me then broke the news to me. but kenta says, I can still join, cos' he'll make bako do keyboards instead. I dunno-lah. if I do take up bass, I'll lose the only part of my body that is untarnished - my soft palms. honestly! touch my palms! they're super silky soft! okok. what a braggart I am. aiyoh. enough. let me tell you more about friday night. oh yes. they served alcohol. they as in mr & mrs oakes. & someone - i'm not saying who, but someone got so drunk that after the whole thing, he was seen in the car park, throwing kung fu punches & kicks. someone save him from himself!! was so so tired already, but managed to drag my lethargic butt to the kebab shop for supper & all the way to the cinema, where there weren't any good movies so we hung out at the popcorn area, we as in, wan, faisal, hil & me. by the time I reached 64 heathhurst road, it was 2am. *yawn*

saturday
recovery day. had indian food for dinner. long story. read hil's blog for reference. long story short, our dinner was what was left after my host family & their relatives ate their fill. hil & my mom both had the same thinking - being treated like maids...

sunday
went to the 10 am mass, where I saw mrs lau. music was nice!! big choir, many cool churchy instruments like violin, flute etc etc. very cool. it was so so so packed, I had to stand the whole time. oh well. but I was glad that I went for it. I'm gonna go to the 10 am mass more often now. heh.

monday
the journey to school was horrible. had to go early cos' I had extra accounting class. my first class together with hilary! yay! oh and we both forgot to bring testpad. gosh. anyway, it was raining cats & dogs!!! dreadful weather.. hmph. a passing car splashed road slush on me at a few roads down my house. imagine my frustration. having a maths timed paper that day was already enough to occupy my mind. let alone the weather... anyway, got back the paper yesterday. 88%. yeah, babeh.

tuesday
asked faisal & hilary. all any of them could remember is that I didn't join them on the walk to school cos' I had a late class. hmm. I think it was green & black's dark choc with cherry day. wan's treat. sucky-tasting chocolate. bleh.

wednesday
bought shirlene's present with hil. then baby shoe-shopping with faisal, bjorn & hil for faisal & bjorns' hostess' kid, nerhan or narhan or something. hil says it's ah han. sounds like a motorbike seller from good ol' m'sia. ended up with a pair of cute blue converse sneaks. and being the converse freak that I am, I was gasping all the way at the cuteness of the shoes & also the box. ok, if you've ever bought a pair of converse, you'd know pretty well how the box looks like right? the ones for the baby booties were more square than rectangle, but exactly the same design as the adult version. aiyoh. imagine how the shutterbug in me kept snapping photos of it on the way from the shop to the bus. if they throw away the box, I'll murder.

thursday
happy b'day shirlene!! our gift was a CK pouch for her ipod nano. yes, I no longer laugh at the sight of her bringing out her sleek new ipod out from a horrible pink plastic bag. went to danny's for lunch. ah, danny's - the value-for-money m'sian eating place. no free fruits this time, I'm afraid.

friday
well. am in a sucky mood at the moment. & I must apologise to shawn for taking it out on him. actually, the last straw was when he kept answering me with his 'ha ha'. ARGH! I'm gonna scream!!!! some stupid british local just tapped my shoulder and ran off. go find your amusement elsewhere, you stupid scum! GRR. do I look like a typewriter to you? darn it, you ass!!! sheesh. I hate it when they look at us like we're so foreign & make us feel like circus animals. sheesh. you see! something's wrong with celine today. she's an insane loony. omg. I'm turning into my econs teacher who yesterday, waved her arms and slammed on the table like a mad woman, just cos' no one answered one of her questions. she is sooooo menopausal, man. gosh. maybe I am too. *slaps hand on forehead* I think it's PMS. oh wait. that can't be right. I just had my period. maybe mine is Post Menstrual Syndrome. hah. or I'm just frigging angry at everything for some weird reason. just now, during break, I just shouted 'shut up!' at some vietnamese kids. no offence or anything, but can't they speak in their own mother toungues softly? ish. they have to speak in vietnamese loud enough for a person in the neighbouring country to hear. your fellow country-person is just right smack in front of your face, just talk like a normal person, for goodness sake. there's no reason for you to shout! not like your language is like, not nice or anything. it's just, well, yeah, your language sounds like swearing in hokkien. just multiply the volume and the spitting 10 times. eeee. just made the hair on my back stand. goodness, I'm such a bee-yotch. I'm just... in angsty mood. grr. grr. grr. must drink lots and lots of water to drain out the heat. must play the music on maximum volume. must must must... go back to my home in jb to seek refuge in my bathroom.... :'( I saw my parents yesterday on the webcam, courtesy of kor. was screaming like a bafoon in the computer lab and almost tearing at the sight of my bro waving, my dad scratching his er, nose & my mom staring at the monitor and not the camera & undoubtedly, making a lot of noise I guess. her lips kept moving & kor was not looking very happy...
a vietnamese dude is furiously slamming his fingers on the keyboard next to me. he should vacate the seat next to me as soon as possible before I start shouting at him for annoying me. NO. NO. NO. what the heck is wrong with you, celine?!

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