It's MY story, and it's nothing like yours.

I was nearly late for school today. would usually set aside one and a half hours for the bus journey, but somehow, went out late and ended up waiting at the bus-stop at 10+ when lecture starts at 11. I could have reached school earlier, if it weren't for the fact that not a single bus came into sight while 5 other 74s whizzed past the bus-stop opposite the one where I was waiting at. You know like how when you see a 74 pulls into the bus-stop opposite, and you think that another 74 will come along soon enough. And THIS bus I was on today cranked up too. The door just refused to close la. At every stop after someone alights, the door refused to close. Had to spend a few seconds each time getting it to shut. Today was weird la...
It was drizzling. Finally this single-deck, air-conditioned bus came along, and I managed to get a seat near the window. But it was so stuffy! God.
So upon reaching school, walked hurriedly all the way to Lt 45 where the yellow submarine is (cuz if my frens don't describe it to me, i won't know where the Lt is). Was kinda breathless and slightly soaked in perspiration when I stepped into the Lt! sulked a little and was feeling less than happy la...
Ok... but Mr Pang's (or isit Pan?) lecture kinda made things better. Somehow, he's such an obliging man, it makes you think, JUST WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM????
Would you actually go near a kid, who's about to be spanked by his mum, just to provide him a certain kind of assurance?
"It's like telling the kid, 'Kid, I'm here with you...' " [or something along that line, can't really recall word for word la]
o_0"
and all that talk about giving money to people who asks for help... sure, i mean, if it's within your means to lend a helping hand...but seriously, it's kinda tough to just hand out notes everytime someone asks for help right?...
the guys seating in front of us joked, "Let's tell him we don't have money for lunch la..."
uh.....
and he can never remember where we live, despite us telling him during the very first tutorial and him making a note of it. And every tutorial, he calls Vicki by his surname.... instead of VICKI.
and the class just sniggers each time Vicki goes, "It's VICKI sir, VICKI..."
oh, and he never fails to mention that student he sponsered. Gosh...
and we copied like 3 pages worth of ans la. now I think my right hand's ALOT bigger than my left, though it was already bigger than the left to start with. and it came to a point where my right hand was shivering and i just copied at a startling speed. IT WAS AS IF I LOST CONTROL OF MY RIGHT HAND.
That char kway teow at canteen 3 seems kinda nice. But couldn't have it for lunch today, because I had it for dinner for 2 nights consecutively....and char kway teow is so unhealthy!
Hokkien Mee was nice, though we had to wait for quite a while.
And we were created a din at the library again. Sher (the mushroom spirit) just can't stop her 'juice-ing', and now Lain's become a BRO-ccoli and SJ, a juice-cum-cauliflower.
DOTS....
wasn't that lucky today, and met the librarian who was doing her rounds with her bag. Wonder if she's going home after 'patrolling'..
expectedly, she 'shhh-ed' us and we quietened down a bit. a while later, it got kinda noisy again, and this time, a fellow schoolmate at the other table started 'shh-ing' too...
=x
so sorry....
there won't be any peace with Sher around. Especially with her mushroom spirit, which hasn't float away cuz she says 'there's no wind'...
Ok, even without the mushroom spirit, she'll still be that abnormal.
SHERLIN IS NEVER NORMAL.
PLEASE REMEMBER THAT.
EVEN IF SHE CLAIMS SHE IS NORMAL, DON'T BELIEVE HER.

posted by yz @ 2:45 PM