Thursday, June 5, 2008.

I didn't know going Orchard road could be so tiring.
well, thing is, I went with my cousin.
sigh...
yes, my cousin.
it was alright at first, she kept up with me, I answered all her questions.
went to kino, bought manga, storybook, for joey and for her.
went to have lunch,

she took about an hour, so when I finished eating, I lost myself in a book.
then, she started asking me questions when I was reading,
I answered everything even though i knew she was trying to strike up a conversation.
then, after lunch, that was when I was annoyed.

we walked to cini there,
she was complaining I walked too fast,
'walk so fast for what? like an idiot like that.'
so I slowed down, till veryyyyy slow.
and she complained that I was still too fast,
she was tired, the walk to cini (from taka) is so long and far.
(I was carrying everything.)
I couldn't care bother myself with her anymore, I walked ahead.
but keeping at a snail's pace.
and guess what?
she still couldn't catch up.
so walk walk walk.
then, reached cini,
i opened the door, saw the sign board on the floor that say 'wet floor caution'
or whatever.
then she bumped into it, and stared at the thing and stared at me.
==
Like hello? why are you staring at me and the thing?
then guess what?
she walked off.
so I had to clean up her shit, with everybody staring, bend down, make it stand with me carrying the kino bag and my bag.
she just stood there and watch me, pretending to help me.
once i was done, i looked up to see the cleaning lady and she tsked me.
like w-t-f.
ok fine,
so i told my cousin.
'next time, you bump into anything, just pick it up and leave got it? or you could at least help me??'
she ignored me and said, 'owww.. when i bumped into that thing, i scratch myself.'
and she was touching her palm.
so i said, 'huh. what? just bumping into that you scratched your hand?'
'no no.. just now when i bumped into it, i accidentally scratched my hand.'
== god gave you ears for a reason child.
i felt a strong urge to curse and yell at her, but i shut up and went to buy the donut.

next, while looking through the donuts.
she was standing beside me and clearly blocking my way, and when i tried to move to the direction where she was standing, i had to go one big round, just to see.
and while i was telling my order, that stupid lady just left and went to attend another customer.
fuck you la.
they don accept nets so i went to withdraw money, and that stupid machine didn't allow me to withdraw 20 but 50.
no choice i had to.

next, from cini, i walked to the somerset mrt.
and she was complaining, (i was carrying the kino plastic bag, donuts, and my own)
so i ignored her, and told her.
me-'i can't imagine when you actually go jogging with me.'
her-'then i go jogging with rachael lars!'
me-'*laughs* yeah right, her jogging is like running.'
her-'ohhh..'
*silence to the mrt.*
and during the mrt ride home, she kept asking questions when she was reading the book.
'i don get this part.'
'what does she mean?'
'huh?'
like erm.. read further down and maybe you will know what they are talking about?
sigh.
so exhausting, on the bus. oh god.
she didn't want to move in to the standing area, and she was squeezing with me, and a man was like still pushing to get to the door.
i touched her shoulder and said, 'move in.' and she rooted herself to the spot.
the man being super annoying, pushed me when i was standing just beside the bar, carrying the donut, lifting them up. and my cousin moved back, and i nearly fell
onto the space where she rooted herself to.
i glared at the man who was talking on the phone, and my cousin just acting as if nothing had happened.
oh god oh god,
it amazes me that i never cursed throughout this whole thing.
sigh, now she is laughing out loud while reading the book.
and just now she aske- no more like command me, 'why you never take my cotton butt?'
so i went to find it, and told her it was all dirtied.
and she gave me that look, so i asked her, 'why do u need it for?'
and she was like 'err...'
'to dig your ear?'
'yeahh.'
and she gave me that diao diao look and she was mumbling to herself in broken sentences.
arghhh!!! i am so tired.
sigh...
hdjkhfkgdfikhhkhdlhf.

{ 3:33 PM }

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