i think im gonna die as i think of all those clashing and crashing and crushing stuff. im just involved in so much.

invited to go play badminton on fri again. because of this tio scolding by evian just now. =x i want to go lor... but not sure if piano will clash. or crash. or crush. WHATEVER.

and on saturday? two of my *3 cannot-live-withouts clash. howw? *sobbs...* my act 20 rap party is gonna clash with 5 nation finals! omg.
*3 cannot-live-withouts: Music, Drama, Netball

haiz. lets move on to the cruise life back yesterday.

well, i couldn't go for badminton as it ended at 4 and i was told to be at harbourfront by 4.30. and then what happened? i was abit late and reached there at about 4.45. called my dad and guess what he said?

"sorry postpone. 6pm you call me again. now you go walk around with yi yang first."

FINE. walk and talked in vivo. oh ya. and we 吃吃吃吃吃ed.

5.59...6pm!

i very guai one. called my dad.

"aiyoh i busy la. i need 1 more hour. later you call me again."

shit. ONE MORE HOUR?!

my legs were already sore. and my stomach was already filled. and i was quite can be described as poor, or penniless.

how? the only way was to go somewhere that has chairs to rest my sore legs of course!

and where else can i go without a single cent? mac of course!

so how do you get a seat in mac? buy something of course!

and so in the end? we went to mac with a filled stomach, forcing more food into our mouths. =x

okay. finished pur food. so how? of course have to siam la!

we once again looked like roaming kids. omg. and then called my father again.

"i busy la dont call me!"

okay. no more calling.

felt like smsing someone.
singping? i knew she was having tuition
evian? she told me that she wont reply to my smses because she's angry that i got confirm offer for dsa.
kelvin? maybe he'll reply...

okay. so i smsed him ask if can chat.

and then? he dint reply.

nevermind. we saw a toy shop and we went in.

played and played like 5 year-old kids.

suddenly my handphone rang.

-1 new message-

*pressed the centre button*

"sorry. just now have tuition. now not so free. sorry... :("

haiz. nevermind then. lets play those toys... =x

my legs are getting sore again. and at that point of time im not that filled anymore. so i suggested to go back to mac to have dinner and forget about that cruise dinner.

yi yang agreed.

so off we walked, towards that mac again.

the people there will probably think we're crazy.

but who cares?

anyway, if the person stare, i can simply say "what's wrong with eating?"

-.-'

suddenly the phone rang again.

"eh where are you now?"

"at the first floor of harbourfront centre la. then?"

i gave a roll of the eye.

but obviously its not meant for him to see and for him to use as a reason to scold.

but obviously he cant see it.

oh what the heck am i thinking?

fine.

"blah blah blah blah"

"blah blah blah blah"

and we continued that lame shit conversation...

"go up to the 2nd story now and wait for me."

"yayaya."

*red button pressed*

okay. no more mac i told my bro and off we head for the 2nd story of that building.

we went up and waited.

and waited.

no one came.

by then i was so pissed.

pissedpissedpissed.

lame shit. should have go for badminton. and even if i went for badminton i still need to wait right there for my father.

yup. all thanks to him.

"等一下玩到一身臭汗。 还要拿着那个racket。 不准去。"

stupidd.

i couldn't stand it anymore.

"papa, where are you now? we've been waiting for 15 mins here."

fine. first he said at the departure place. now he say go to 02-23.

blah blah blah. what to do?

went there. talked to uncle mark, my dad's friend.

and then finally went onboard.

and went to take the keys.

and went to the room.

and then used the toilet.

and then did the protocal stuff my father call important.

and then went to eat.

and then went to get my handphone from the room again with my very own room keys=]

and then went to the deck and talked to singping on the phone.

and then went to eat.again. -.-'

red grouper worh. i ate one whole fish myself.

and i bet i'll gain another 1kg from that $70 fish.

-.-'

my bro and i went to the deck again. and we enjoyed the breeze before going back to that stuffy room of ours.

we tried to sleep. but that dint last.

the cruise captain made an announcement and it sounded through the system. asked passangers to go somewhere or something i thought. it was not clear.

guessed how he pronounced 'attention'? he pronounced it as 'attenxion'.

and i wondered for awhile what the hell word was that.

and i finally figured out. its attention

and before i knew it, the announcement was over.

gather somewhere?...

fine. lets get out.

and then we rushed like mad dogs through the corridor, thinking it was something important.

but when we opened the door of the dining place...

everyone was staring at us.

okay. so i made a mistake.

so we went back to the room... and then we talked and talked.

and then there came another announcement.

-.-'

i told myself not to figure out word by word. the meaning of the whole announcement will do.

so i got to know that the cruise was leaving singapore waters.

but i somewhat ignored and showed no interest.

and of course it did not last for long too.

so i went out to talk to uncle mark, my dad and uncle lee, another of my father's friend.

and also, it dint last. soon it was supper time, and i went in to eat AGAIN.

watched 水浒无间道, had 2 glasses of orange juice to make the total number of glasses of orange juice i drink become 7. omg.

went back to the room and slept and 12 midnight.

but it dint last, again.

why dont anything ever last?!

when my dad and uncle mark entered the room with a BANG of the door, i woke up.

aiyoh. 男人就是男人. 讲话永远就是那么大声.

talked until my ear want to burst liao lo. i wondered how my bro slept under such unfavourable conditions- so humid and so echo-ey.

shit. suddenly feel like 尿尿-ing.

looked into the mirror, hoping to see my dad sleeping.

walao. stupid mirror. reflect my bro and that snoring uncle mark but no papa in sight.

fine. i cant be bothered. i climed down the ladder from the top and went to the toilet while my dad started with his "you see la, want to sleep on top so troublesome" reasonings.

blah blah blah.

felt like going on the deck again. so i took the room keys.

and was intorrogated. duh.

and then in the end? got 1/2 an hour free time...

went out to the deck and took videos at 2.19am. i still remember myself doing time check.

and went to have supper the 2nd. omFg

and then went back onto the deck and took another video at 2.34am.

and when i finally decide to head for some more sleep, my dad appeared. he must have thought i commited suicide or something...

and he brought me around the cruise. 4th floor, outside the casino, the massaging room... so many places...

and finally went back to bed at 3.30am until morning...

"triiiiinnnggg"

alarm sounded. and my dad, bro and uncle mark woke up and let me sleep for awhile more before waking up. and WARNED me to lock the door.

i wondered if i was stupid enough to leave the door unlocked.

but nevermind. i got up after awhile and washed up and went for breakfast.

mmm... mee siam, chuee kueh, toast, scrambled eggs, congee. eat like siao!

and then witness the piloting of the cruise by 2 smaller boats...

and than packed my stuff...

and off i went. all over!

lalalalala.

came home and slept for 1/2 an hour. and then headed for school. my dad bring me!

and then tried to put on my left shoe shortly after i put on my right.

and then i realised i took the wrong shoe.

shitt. my dad just passed the YCK exit of the expressway.

i tried to tell him, but he was on the phone with his client.

means im fated to go right in front of mayflower before i can u-turn and go home to get the right left shoe.

=x

anyway, i told him without caring about him doing whatever to stop me from talking. i had no other choice.

and tio scolding...

and then u-turned and went 10km back home to get that right left shoe.

and went to school.

and went to mac with evian.

and took bus home.

and here i am spending 2 whole hours typing this long-winded post.

-.-'

Labels: drama, netball, piece of life, school