It doesn't matter if you're slow,
as long as you don't stop
as long as you don't stop
Thursday, May 13, 2010,
Appreciate :DI felt that Cikgu really care for me, she's really trying her best to make me pass, at least. Now I really feel guilty for skipping so many classes. :P Anyway, I think I just got the idea of changing and using of the words.
(2.41am) Another late post.
Tomorrow there's no school for me, isn't it great ? And I'm going to Tampines with Qi to have a Girls' Day Out (: Just the two of us, since dont know when the both of us had stop going out together. Hmmm...let me think 2 years back ?! I think so.
Anyway, after Malay, I went straight to the basketball court to look for Qi.
Who's there? Josephine? YuhDar? TanAhPui? 5/1's boys(playing soccer)?
Yup! I think thats all.
Afterward came Yeehern, then Josey and Rebecca(just came back from orchard). I shall now fast-forward so that I get to the main point.
1. Went to play soccer, haha, fine! I was just playing as a goal keeper (important role okay?!)
2. Back to have a Qi's rules Basketball Match (4persons)
3. Played 205 with the two Manis manis (inside joke :P)
4. Say bye to the manis manis because it's nearly 9 ?
5. Here came the two girls, back from Orchard (just to watch a movie)
6. Started kpo-ing about Josey's Pyjamas-looking top.
7. Asking Yeehern about some pimples' matter which link to some dirty jokes (forever!)
8. Singing to the songs Yeehern played on his handphone.
9. Both of us realised that our condition today were not good, not even a single high pitch.
10. Time's Up. Lights off :D
11. Josey came up with a riddle kind of stuff, asking me to guess who sang the song she'd played.
12. Talk COCK.
13. HERE COMES THE FUNNY ONE,
Mr Chua took a towel (dont know whose was it) that was quite BIG, I was so curious because he looked very serious with that towel so I KPO.
"Eh! where are you going? Why are you bringing along that towel?"
"Huh? I want to SHIT!"
"What?!" The three of us (Reb, JoC, ME)
"Cannot take it anymore! I need to go", Mr Chua showed us that miserable expression.
"Okay, okay! Fastest go." Saying in a "huh" tone.
" Wait! How are you going to do that? " I asked again.
"Do it at the back la! (which is near the street soccer area)"
"How to wipe?"
"TOWEL LA!"
"walao eh! Digusting"
Dont know for what reason, he's not going to the bushes yet. Curled up, remained in that position for almost 5 mins, looking like cooked prawn. Crying for help and perspired like nobody's business. None of us bothered, the three of us continue with our conversation and Yuhdar was playing with the ball.
Suddenly, I realised that that boy was gone, gone for toilet. Next second, there he was, sitting at the stairs. Seems better after relieving himself, so I asked him.
"How? You went already?"
"YA!"
"Eee...Where?"
"On the towel! :D"
"Not on the grass?"
"NO LA! I shit on the towel (poor towel)"
"Where you threw it?"
"At the drain la."
"DRAIN?! Which one? The one drain that is right beside the street soccer area?"
"Ya."
Wasted! You should have dump it in the grass. Good feterliser" Yuhdar said.
OMG! People! Just imagine yourself there. Dont you feel disgusted by this boy?
Really cannot stand him. In this kind of place, he can actually relieve himself.
ON A TOWEL SOME MORE! Seriously, I wondered whose was it.
Now I pity the bangla that's going to clean the court. WHAT IF NO ONE CLEANS IT?
It's going to be there forever?!