Sunday, January 13, 2008
arrivedshocked&conquered at 1:13 AM ❤


so the first week of being a Year 12 is over, and i have to say it certainly is different frm being a Year 11. within the first week of school, i probably did more work than i did in the first 3 months last year. to make matters worse, we're constantly being reminded that our Final Exam is in 10 months.
first day of school was kinda cool though, seeing everyone after the holidays and finding out who the new students are, and a high possibility of bitching. okay, this will probably be really mean but i cant help myself. ohmygod, there's this girl with the OILIEST hair i have EVERRR seen in my WholeEntireLife.
like, absolutely NO exaggeration.
me: ohmygod Bern, what's that girl's name? the one with the super oily hair.
bern: __________. have you seen her skirt? it's very short.
me: no. i dont notice anything about her apart frm her hair.

on friday, i met Holly cause we both planned to watch LINGERRRRRRRR.
ohmygoddddddddddddd.
anyways. the plan was to meet at 6.30pm. sharp, for Holly. and like possibly 7.15pm for me. but school ended early that day so i got to town early and decided to get a Mani+Pedi since i had time to spare. i decided to try a new place and the girl doing my nails was like, frm China and she started telling me like how she missed her home and her friends and how all she did was get dressed up and go out with her friends. and she started talking about her Mum and she got so tearyy. i felt so bad that i didnt dare tell her the polish on my fingers were uneven.
and thanks to some stupid miscommunication between Singtel+Starhub+my Mum, my line got cut off for like a whole week, and i was phoneless. and i have absolutely no clue why i didnt just buy a temporary card. whatev. so i filled Holly in with the details and she said she would come down and because of my bad time management once again, we had to catch the later movie.
i was deciding on where to have dinner, and Holly mentioned she was on the poster at BK, so i was like
me: did you seriously just tell me that? you know now i'll just go there for dinner, right?
holly: WHAT? but i thought you said you wanted food court food?
me: no, now i want BK.
and holly spent the next 10 mins telling me how bad it was and all she was doing was try to be a good friend and not let me have junk food. uh-huhhh//
we still ended up at BK and i found the nearest seat available next to Holly's face. as i've said before, i'm all about supporting homies. (=
me: ohmygod Holly. you dont even look like you. you look so.... happy.
holly: ahhaha. i know! you know everyone else took like 5 mins to get their happy shot and it took me like, half an hr.
so it was time for our movie, and both of us filled with excitement went into the cinema that was going to show us 1.5hr of ZaiZai's face.
Linger was, um. okay. i mean, the storyline is like blah but whatever ZaiZai was so super adorable, it totally made up for the stupid storyline.
P.S: i so found out by google-ing in CHINESE that Da S and ZaiZai are still Together.
OHOH! one more thing about the nail thing, i didnt know how to say No, i dont want acrylics artwork on my nails to the teary chinese girl so i just agreed to have flowers put on both my thumbs.
they're cute and all to look at, but how the hell do girls with acrylic artwork on ALL 10 fingers wash their hair? i've already lost a petal of my flower during my shampoo session.

neways. what i experienced today can be accounted for one of the WORST things i've EVER been through before. or The WORST Thing. like, EVER BEFORE.
like 3 days ago, i felt there was smthg stuck at the back of throat and like just thought it probably go down after a while. but, it didnt right? so i got really freaked out and went to see the doctor at the clinic right near my house and he was like
doctor: I dont see anything but food particles. but to be sure, you shld go to the hospital and they can put the [thing that's like really long and thin with a camera at the end] down your throat.
me: WHAT?! is it that serious?
doctor: well, you want to be safe than sorry. you can just go to the A&E department at any hospital.
me: what's A&E?

neways. that's what my Grandma+I did today. we went to the A&E which stands for Accident&Emergency deparment at Tan Tock Seng and i kept being asked if i ate any fish and may have choked on the bone. the first time i answered saying: No, i dont eat fish mainly because of the amount of stupid little small bones it has. and as i moved frm the X-ray department to the nurse writing my appointment card, i answered that question like five times. it was SO annoying, i dont understand why the first doctor couldnt write on his little paper that i did not choke on a fish bone. I DONT EVEN EAT FISH. [apart frm salmon sushimi, because it doesnt have any bones]
whatever. so i had to go to this room and because the doctor couldnt find anything odd in my throat with his torch and wooden thing, he said he has to put that whatever-scope in to double check.
and i like to think i have a pretty high tolerance in pain, and he even said that he did it on little kids all the time and they dont even cry.
so he sprays this like, thing in my nose and he's all: Okay, i'm putting it in now. and i could like, feel this tube thing going into my nose and like down my throat and he kept making me say Ahhhhh repeatedly and telling me to keep breathing with my nose. with that tube thing up it and down my throat.
they say girls can multi-task, but between trying to breathe and not gagging, i was tearing up so so bad and it was not a situation that can be handled well.
it was the MOST unnatural feeling and it was just SOOOOOO uncomfortable and like pain at the same time. like, in my WHOLEEEE-ENTIREE-LIFE, i have NEVERRRR EVERRRRR felt so uncomfortable.
i dont rmb the most uncomfortable thing i've been through, but whatever it is, this beats it by a million billion thrillion times.
he finally takes the damned tube out of my throat and nose, and i think my heart resumed beating.
he concludes by saying, he didnt find anything and that i didnt chew my food too well and smthg might have just scratched my throat cause it's really sensitive there.
YEAH, WHATEVER.

before school re-opened, my Grandma made me clean my room, and whilst doing that, i found like a whole bunch of pictures of when we were little.
i dont know whatever happened to the GORGEOUS GORGEOUS little boy my brother was.
it's so sad, i could cry.
one more point to show my brother is mean and crazy before his pictures buy you over.
there i was, standing in bathroom putting on moisturiser, he comes running laughing.
marcel: ahahahahhahaha. Petrus wants me to annoy you.
me: what?
marcel: [starts poking my stomach] HAHAHHHHHAHHHAH.
me: ohmygod. go away. you're retarded.
marcel: AHAHAHHAHAHAHA. [continues poking]
me: [so, i kick him]
marcel: AHAHAHHAHAHAHA. this isnt very fun because my target is too big a surface area and my finger gets stuck between the rolls.
WHATEVER.
he moves on to Bubbles whose lying there peacefully sleeping.
marcel: [picks her up] Bubbles! wake up!
me: What Are You Doing? leave her alone; she's sleeping.
marcel: no, i want to chase her around the house.
me: what for?
marcel: that way i'll be playing with her and sweat at the same time, and than i can go take a cold shower.
it's all my Mum's fault for giving brith to him a month early.
see, Mummy? all your fault.
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HOW ADORABLE WAS HE ?
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it was our Saturday ritual to get a new costume frm Toy'R'Us every week.
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AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAA.
i really shld have just shot myself back in the day.
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OHMYGOD. play Spot The Kid.
CHANTAL'S off!
xoxo