Thursday, May 28, 2009
Didnt have lecture in the morning today cause the lecturers were away at the grauduation thingo, wanted to go school at 1plus but didnt go in the end. Went online and jul said like 3/4 of the class was there and i was like WHAT THE FREAGS? I thought there'd be no tutorial too, apparantly the lecturers were in class for the tutorial, GAH! Does this mean i skipped school? I dont even know till now whether we were supposed to be in school for tutorial. OMG i have never skipped school for a non valid reason! im a bad child ):
So i went to school for training only, swim followed by touch. Gah its been so tiring the past 2 weeks, aft swim camp last sun 15-17th may and then cca everyday from mon to thurs, and cca mon to thurs again this week, plus not sleeping well on sun and mon night due to submission on tuesday. I wonder how amanda survives man. I dont know if i can cope, (dont kow if i can manage, with school and all)
OMGAH i encountered 2 weirdos on the bus, 1 on the way to school and the other was on the way home after training. BOTH WERE ON 166, okay so it went like this, took the bus 166(double decker) towards school and sat at the back row, it was getting more crowded cause it was about say, 5plus?
At the back there are 5 seats, so i was sitting on the one in the middle, with 2 people sitting at the extreme corners, the ones beside me were empty and then i moved to the left so that the next person who wanted to sit would be easier for him/her to sit in the middle. This man, say late 50s or maybe 60s? kinda was sitting in the middle of the centre seat and the 2nd seat from the right, and then someone came and wanted to sit, the man moved to sit beside me which made it harder for the person to sit in the 2nd seat from the right as compared to just sitting in the middle right? That didnt bother me, what really bothered me was that during the entire
bus ride he kept looking at me, not in my direction, AT me. He kept doing so till i looked directly at him till he looked away.
The worst part was when i dozed off (tired uh), i was kinda like hugging my bagpack and then when i woke i saw him staring at my front (okay so maybe i was too paranoid, but HELLO i know what i saw man, and i aint too happy bout that) I was wearing my swimming costume which was rather fitting, haiyo im also kinda flat look what look la. tsk, really disgusted me man.
The other encounter would be on the way home, took the bus 166 from school with yici and this year 1 from touch rug, boarded the bus and sat all the way at the back. So we started talking, and then this guy (about 60 im guessing?) turns around to look at us, okay so i thought maybe we were talking a lil too loudly or something. But he did this a few times i swear, and not only did he stare for quite some time everytime he turned, he smiled la,OMGAH.
29th may-30th may
TOUCH RUG FAREWELL CHALET! kinda odd how i sound so excited over a farewell. I cant write everything here in words cause im not that good with them, so i'll just sum it all into one word, that it has definetely truly been memorable(:
10:36 PM
WAZZA
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