Sunday, April 10, 2005

Thursday was a crazy crazy day. After my moot was over (yay) the freakies all sat together for the last legal theory lecture, except for Zhuzhiwei who couldn't bear to leave Berniashocute. Later at night we somehow ended up at KTM, then Holland V.

[aside: i have been eating a disgusting amount of food lately. on thurs for dinner i had the ktm spread, then abit of choc cake and waffles with ice cream from gelare and then when i got back to pgp i got hungry again and finished a bar of chocolate but it was unsatisfying so i had another bowl of maggi mee. also, throughout the course of the week i had been finishing a huge bar or a box of chocolate per day. no wonder i'm turning into zhiwei. maybe overeating does funny things to your brain. but my bmi is still only 17.7, much lower than that of he who keeps calling me fat.]

We met Andrew and Susie who just had Katong laksa at Holland V and the Dean who was on his way to Wala Wala. Zhiwei spotted him first, and he pointed at him and shouted, 'Eh! Cheng Han!' Wah lau I could've died on the spot la. Zw's always making me wanna die on the spot. Anyway we chatted with the Dean for a while and Zw introduced himself as Yeshye and basically I felt like I was in the twilight zone. After that was Gelare where we ordered this crap piece of cake that Susie helped us change into something better (very impressive).

[kailing: how's your moots? eve told me you were not bad!]

Friday and Saturday were spent ostensibly on legal theory but we went kind of mad and out of point. Started drawing mascots of the freakies, and Victor started talking to an insect (I kid you not) and telling the insect to 'PREHJECT!'. And this was after he basically called Jesus a gay, accidentally (so he claims).

Oh in between I attended my first CSS-organised mass in school with Ja-liy. The priest was quite effective in the very informal way.

Anyway now I'm going to go meet TG14 to shop for Dianne's present before going to her place. Yay. I love my TG. I hope they don't ostracize me for not going for supper last night.

[yay, how's this for a non-cryptic post? i'm doing good aren't i? anyway being cryptic doesn't mean i'm sad or lovelorn. if i am i'd write in my private journal. and when i quote songs i'm generally just sharing my newest favourite song. and sorry for the disjointed nature of my posts. the stream-of-consciousness verbal diarrheoa habit is something i just cannot kick.]

-- tee @ 2:30 pm |