its been a horrible week..last week i mean. glad everything's settled, resolved and over.
took a day off today. plans were cancelled.
i love spending the day with myself. alone at home. its great being able to sit around and ponder where your life's headed. i relish the beauty of solitude, when the house is empty except for Him and myself. its this quiet knowing..this peace. i can't have it all the time you know..with brothers yelling about world issues such as the culprit behind the missing $1.10.
i found a pink elephant on my bed. i strongly suspect my dad bought it for me from the petrol kiosk.
you know what kind of life i really want?
i wanna be independent, living for myself. rich is a great option. and i wanna spend days just sitting with my God, reading, listening to music, cooking and writing. husband and kids......husband maybe. kids? grr. i won't want them to turn out like me.
okay, i have no idea what's the point of this entry as of now. lets try and write something interesting at the expense of someone else.
i was late for school the other day (i'm always late on mondays and tuesdays), so i exaggerrated my morning toilet escapades .
- pause -
i got to the root of the mystery of the pink elephant. lerren found it on some questionable bench. *shakes head*
anyway, back to the real issue.
mr tng was trying to be strict i think, or intimidating. whichever. like, i've been through ms ee and ms lai....what could be worse. here's how the conversation went:
mr tng: why were you late?
me: diarrheoa
mr tng: you're a student councillor right?
me: er yeah.
mr tng: you should be more responsible. if you know your stomach is weak, then don't eat curry!
right. seriously, i wonder why these people want to purposely make a fool outta themselves and be the butt of all jokes. there is no reason why people should be late. yes, i'm late queen, but hey, you're asking for it when you know you ask stupid questions. i'm just joining the rest of the world making fun of our admin.
hey mrs crossley, if you're reading my blog, hi!! *waves* i think you're really nice, but i hate your boss. and when that bomb sets off tomorrow, i hope you'll forgive me because we usually pray that we don't harm any innocent.
since we're on to this topic and since i'm no longer a councillor..
i hate mjc.
i'm stopping here. sounding too angsty. i'm quite happy today actually. haha.
boo.