and looked up--
and saw the unmistakable silver insignia of a prancing horse, imprinted against a cobalt blue finish, as it-- it-- smooved-- into school.
seriously. there's no proper word to describe it. haha. and even though the ferrari was going at most 10km/h-- prowling, really, as opposed to normal cruising-- i swear i could hear the echoes of vrooming speedsters in its engines.
ahhhhhhhhhh.
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this is going to be a bimbo post because it's monday and i'm not thinking clearly and i ahd only 42 mins worth of lessons so not exactly in a thinking mood yeah.
what happened to the weekend? considering i have a LONG weekend the fact that i'm asking this question is actually quite painful. rarr. i remember buying my sister's burgundy baby (which is disgustingly 2.4kg heavy. michelle poon i tell you you're going to suffer. i warned you. i'm going to have a lot of fun telling you i told you so.) with the matching mouse that i asked for after i saw how ugly the free mouse they were giving us was. and we bought her portable hard drive too, which she incidentally hasn't fully finished paying me for. HINT. HINT. (stop buying pretzels from lecherous little boys and gimme back my marnieee.)
then i had a humongous fight with my screwed up dad and then proceeded to spend the rest of the night fuming over constitutional law. which i took like two days to finish, or not really, considering i skipped all the malaysian cases.
saturday was spent swearing at traffic as i tried to deal with rush-hour volumes with another blinding headache. stupid ang jinglin laughed at me for going in and out and in and out of all the erp gantries i could find. i mean, seriously. if there was a gantry in the vicinity that i could reach but didn't go through i'd be surprised. GARGH there's not supposed to be erp on saturdays anyway! waste my $. my sister told me later that i was driving like a maniac. eh i blame the headache and the traffic and the SUV who tried to flatten me. :( (okay, fine, i blame the driving tester who passed me. happy? see if i ever fetch you to work again haha)
bought body shop stuff-- or at least my sister bought them after relaying retail messages to me over the phone as i searched rather futilely for a parking spot. bleurgh. bought sweet potato dumplings and more muesli-- 1.5kg's worth, actually. they're good for eating with yogurt hoho omg i'm mad. BUT excuse me carrefour hates me! no matter WHICH brand of muesli or cereal i switch to it goes OUT. OF. STOCK. like immediately. like the next time i return, which is always really quite soon since i eat a LOT of cereal/muesli.
nette i blame you.
hahahaha.
sunday dawned late since i'd slept late; to be perfectly honest sunday NOONED late. eurgh. waited for the rain to abate and then splashed merrily through puddles to take beloved bus 10 to tampines to pay a visit to my much-neglected tuition kid, who informed me that she wanted to eat the whole world and proceeded to draw an anti-drug mascot that was essentially a pill with limbs and a head. she said it was a very kind mascot and wanted to call it "Apple". I don't think she has a lot of imagination-- we were eating an apple-and-pineapple salad her mum had prepared, which was incidentally very yummy.
oh and she wanted to write her anti-drug pledge in rhyme. stumped when she insisted on tagging the opener "i will not take drugs because..." with "they are really dangerous", i floundered a little before finally hitting on something krys would totally approve of and that liren once sang:
you think you're really serious
clever and mysterious
talking like you're dangerous
talking like a fool
heehee.
anyway disgusted by how short a time i was spending in school-- 42 mins! tang's lecture lasted 42 measly minutes! i take LONGER than that to get ready to go to school (on days when i do not wake up late and have time to eat and read the papers and brush my dog and/or cycle OR have a wardrobe crisis)!-- i threw myself back into the gym after a long long long hiatus.
time to put those NBs to good use, man. but they suck, and i miss my adidas, and i detest running on treadmills. sort of. actually i just don't like random people i don't know peering into the gym. and most of all i ABHOR absolutely ridiculous guys who hog the weight machines and are so RIDICULOUSLY vain they think anything with long hair in the vicinity ought to be watching in awe as they flex their godlike deltoids and-- get this-- eye themselves in the mirror admiringly. i mean, come on. you're in the gym. the mirror is for you to check your posture, not fix your hair, or to go right up to it so your breath fogs on the glass as you check your flawless complexion or something.
and please. he was lifting (pulling?) less than eighty pounds. gimme a break.
bitchy bitchy. haha. blame it on constitutional law which i am SUPPOSED to be doing but clearly am not. and bleh sundown marathon event tees are out!!! they are awesomely nice i am sad that i'm not doing it. :( oh well at least i get to volunteer. anyway:
"All sports hurt, but running hurts above all. It is the leather-clad dominatrix of sports."-- courtesy of Emily, reading from Times Online.
i love pain. :D
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i miss dance. :( whyyyy has blast ended i was so looking forward to like one last class before delving back into academic tedium.
we're sitting in the SLR room talking about internships now and I'm fretting a little over what I'm going to manage to get. in any case the two i've applied for i've already structured around the yog performance on 29th june (whee!!) so hopefully whatever i'm accepted for won't screw with practice dates!
haha. if my mum could read this she will seriously tell me i've gotten my priorities freaking screwed up man.
okay omg i started typing this at 3.22pm and it is now 12.49am. BACK TO WORK.
this is my wintersong
december never felt so wrong
cos you're not where you belong
inside my arms