so sick.

Dah that's it. I'm hooked to 'SO SICK' by Ne-yo. I know this song is like, light years ago but heck.

Tuition was o-kay. My tutee was laughing and laughing at my crazy antics. I don't know why, but today I'm all so hyped. Cuzzie sang 'Sinaran' and then the other crazy-ness started. We were singing and dancing madly in the streets and near the road, and unsurprisingly we received eons of honkings from passing vehicles and a few stares from passer-bys.

So we had lunch at Changi Village. I miss ABU seh! Hahah ABU TAU-SI! He's like, so cute seh! Okay what's up with this 'seh' thing. BTW Abu is my aunt's stall helper. Anyway there is a new stall helper to replace my other aunt. Okay la, Kak Farah. Very the mysterious. And we saw a cockroach lingering around this man's collar without him knowing about it. I nearly died.

Soon after lunch I met up with Di. He brought along his irritating guitar, which gradually irritated me so I irritated him further by irritatingly place my palm on the strings while he was strumming the irritating guitar and hence, no sound was produced. I like. Then he forced me to play the guitar, so I did, but then he took a video of it without my knowledge. I nearly whacked his head with his guitar okay. Both of us were like, fighting over the phone, I wanted to delete the video so badly, but he refused, I was on top of him and this uncle just passed by and gave us this dirty stare. Once again, I wished I could like, just die there.

And he irritated me further by playing my voice recording on repeat mode. I was so surprised when I found out that he recorded my singing without my consent when we were on the phone last night. So I intended to smash his phone, oh like real.

But then I havta go. The short meet-up was pretty 'fruitful', if such word is appropriate. Anyway it's doubly irritating too cos he couldn't get his hands off my butt. Always smacking it whenever he has the opportunity. And then I told him that I have a dick and my dick is actually bigger than his. That's when he officially called me dirty-minded. Oh like as if he's not. Lol.

He sent me to the bus stop. The moment the first 66 came, I got up to leave. But he started whining like a young child. So I had to let pass the bus and decided to board another one. But the moment the second 228 came, he pulled a long face. So I didn't board it. The third 60 came, it was getting prettay late, and coincidentally his mom called. So this time I went for the bus. LOL. If not this boy will detain me longer.

So I went studying. I nearly wracked my brains. Oh so sorry, my brains. I don't mean to hurt you. Take your time to process every ounce of information from now on okay? I need you to work so I can get good grades for my coming 'O's. Please?

Oh I'm so talkative today. Now I shall raid the cupboard and get myself a cup of hot Milo.