It only gets harder the more that you know.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
cip yest could not be considered fun fun, but quite fun. i was really late and got really embarrassed when i went up the sentosa bus at harbour front interchange only to receive yx's call telling me to get down and get registered first before getting up another bus. reached the place at nine. sam, grace, qing and me sat at the stall with a bk picnic and at ten the vendor finally came. and guess wha, we sell milks!! wha an interesting job isnt it. only it wasnt that fun under the scorching heat and minimal business so most of the time we were slapping flies.
we were volunteers but ended up doing all the work. the vendors just order us around. but well, having work to do is better than sitting there doping. we got so damn bored that we kept going over to the games stall to look for yx and marc for frisbee but end up playing the airy balloon thing that children play at the pasar malam. we get to play for free. but we couldnt move when the children come over though. imagine how bored we were to enjoy jumping on those THINGS.
wanted to go over to the beach after we finished the cip but it rained. we got free milks for the day's hard work. so we went off and marc, qing, sam and grace went to play pool and i met up with elroy. haven seen him for days.
had fun and reached home rather late. mum called while i was downstairs, asking me in a stern tone where am i and why im so late these shits but ended up scared and concern when i snapped at her. she started crooning and all. mothers.
weee, shopping tmr.
cant get the cows outta my head,
eileen.
8:33 PM