Seriously. This week flew by and drained me of every last bit of energy. I hope i'm getting my braces off tomorrow, but it's unlikely. Today we had 5 rounds around the track today to be completed under 15 minutes. I miraculously made in within 13. 2mins. Not bad. Ran 4 and a half, walked half a round.
So what happened this week? Letsee... Internship meeting was on Wednesday. Kim Wakerman signed up for internship, and apparently she's nice. We gave the interns their briefing and stuff, so now friendship week is all up to them. I got to know the sweetest group of J1 girls too - Hani, Raihan and Sharifah. There's a few others too, but these 3 are the most adorable of the lot. They're only a year younger than me but I feel so older-sisterly to them. They're all of rojak races and they're nothing short of gorgeous too. I am not a lesbian.
But seriously. You'd expect good-looking JC people to be all bitchy and stuff, but they were incredibly sweet to me. Raihan has the most contagious screaming laughter. It gets to people who don't know her, but that's just her natural laugh. She's got a bob of a hairstyle and i've never seen anyone pull it off better cause it suits her so well. Sharifah's an extremely pretty Arab from Cedar that Hani and Raihan wanna sabo into joining the New Paper's the new face competition or something like that.
Okay anyway. Was taking bus 12 with the three of them and Zahra bongbong home cause it was the bus we all had in common. Hani and Raihan got off with me at Tanah Merah and we stood near the MRT station entrance for about 20 minutes talking about loads more. There was a man leaning back on the steps leading up to the entrance of the station, and facing us, but I didn't think too much of it.
After hugging Raihan goodbye as she walked home towards Bedok View, me and Hani went into the MRT station cause I needed to withdraw money. As we were walking underground, the same man that was facing us earlier was walking in the opposite direction. Only this time his fly was unzipped. And. He wasn't wearing any underwear. And. He KNEW everyone could see it.
Worst part was..... it was sticking out.
:(:( MENTAL TRAUMA AAAARGG.
It was a split second glance and I immediately turned to Hani with a horrified look on my face. THANKFULLY, she didn't see anything.
I was so paranoid after that, I was feeling insecure about using the toilets at the station.
Gosh. And another thing. He wasn't a bangla or anything of the sort. He was a perfectly normal looking indian man, wearing shirt and pants like he just came back from work from some office job.
OKAY SCREW THAT ONTO HAPPIER THINGS.
Photos I painstakingly sorted through have been uploaded into an entire album on the tpjc.net photo album. An ENTIRE album from yours truly. Well almost all of the photos haha, cause I passed the camera to other people occasionally when I was down with construction work. I've gotta say... i've really outdone myself. Time and time again I've felt so inferior when I see pictures from the pros on DeviantArt, or critique from the real-deal photographers.
Everyone's coming to me and telling me how beautiful the photos are, even postcard worthy! Hehe. Got a bursting happy feeling in my heart but it's being weighed down by the fact that I haven't finished my OCIP presentation to the school! Gotta send it in by todaytodaytoday!
The August 2006 Redeyes mix is my Cambodia mix. I listened to it over and over for the two weeks I was there. And now when I listen to it all I can do is reminisce.
I ALMOST went for ICS (Indian Cultural Society) Orientation today. Backed out in the end cause.... I just couldn't do it. Raushan was gonna scam me into it by spreading vicious rumours about me but I didn't go anyway cause my bongbong would never do that to me! Hahah. His intentions were good though, he and Zahra wanted me to just have fun there with them despite the circumstances. Unfortunately, not only was I too tired, I just wasn't in the mood for it. When
I told my classmates I was gonna go earlier in the day, they had the standard reaction, "WHAT? OMG! YOU? GO ICS? HAHAHA!"
Only because Raushan, Zahra and Rishibha REALLY wanted me to go for some odd reason.
I guess i'll forever be yellow on the inside, like how Raushan says.
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