It was the most annoying thing ever. Waking up bloody early, going all the way to the East, just to hand in I&R! Totally kiam pa. Not to blame anyone cos' it was my own bloody fault. I insisted on holding on to the damn file. For what? I also no idea. Anyway, with the handing over of THE file, PW is officially out of my mind. Out of sight, out of mind, out of life. PERIOD.
We have a date for 'Just Like Heaven'. You can't help liking Reese Witherspoon! ! !
Let's look at OP. Well, it wasn't all THAT bad. It was sorta bad no matter how everyone commented how fab I sounded .Our group sounded all in all. If fab means CNA newscaster or receptionist. Hohum. Even though I've gone through every itty bitty detail for a quarter of a million times, it still felt unpolished. The night before, I stayed up damn late to rehearse and touch up. The feeling of being unprepared still got to me and I couldn't, for the life of me, fall the heck asleep. Ended up voicing out all my concerns to the room and thinking about what I can do. Somehow hearing your own voice is pretty soothing. Hahaha maybe cos' it's me? Scratch that. Thankfully I developed insomnia, otherwise I would have forgotten about my entry proof. Pre-OP, a bundle of nerves. There was another class there but I suppose I wasn't afraid of them. For my turn, as usual I shook. Haha but I was trying to hide my hands. I think I was half shouting cos' I sounded very loud to myself. Or maybe it was the rush of blood to the head or something. Gah! I sounded so perky and happy, smiling the whole time. Guess this was what chang meant by seeking approval. People smile at you, you smile back at them. I noticed that whoever were laughing at others making their speech didn't laugh at me. I take it as a good thing. Hopefully it IS a good thing. Lol! For Q&A, ha ha ha and hardihahaha. It was rattle rattle rattle without a clue what you're talking about. What comes naturally, just spit the damn thing out! I probably alternated between a thousand shades of red and pale. Sigh. LOSER. There was this one time where I almost starting speaking in Singlish. HAHA! Broken sentences suddenly before I caught myself and internally kicked myself. It's over anyway. Au revoir PW!
Ended up going out for breakfast with alicia and her mum after school. Bought clothes. We bought the exact same things in different colours. Had to try on jeans with pants on- so paiseh! Looked stupid too :) Yan found us after her paper, ended up going to NTUC together. While mums bought fish or something, 3 of us 'admiring' the sign which said "Dear customers, please do not poke or cause injury to the live crabs. They are only for sale. Thank you" We found it funny. The crabs are already suffering. They are going to be on some guy's dinner table! ! ! And what's the deal with being "only for sale". What other things can you do with them? Crabfight on the spot? Doesn't make sense at all! Are they alive? Half dead right? Gosh. This sign reminds me of the one at suang's hostel. It said something like "close the window...thank you for being corporate." Frankly that got me. I wonder who wrote it. LOL! Dear you mean cooperate or in this case cooperative! :D
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