Sweet as…

Hills and I found out yesterday that AM was so worried about us being pushed around by MCS that he emailed Janet (she’s the Associate Dean of where I stay) about it. And because he can’t talk (the poor guy is down with glandular fever) he got his dad to call her too. Like awwww… that was so sweet of him. See, why can’t all housemates be that sweet. Tsk.

Anyway, I stayed up studying last night and went to bed really exhausted and it was about 2am. All these time MCS was watching the TV out in the common area. At 2am, just when I decided to head to bed, he decides to return to his room and started to turn up his music. Tired as I am and having to sit for an exam the next day, all I wanted was a good night’s rest. So, I got up, knocked on his door with the intention of asking him to turn his music down.

So I knocked.

No answer.

Knocked again.

Still no answer, and by this time Hills was out from her room too, obviously bothered by the music.

Knock again.

No answer but music was turned down.

So the both of us headed back into our rooms. But low-and-behold. MCS started walking in and out of his room, slamming his room door. This time, it sounded like he literally stood there, and pushed the door close as hard as he can. Seriously, I’m pretty sure our neighbours upstairs could hear him. And he did it multiple times. Like WHATksjdaksjdierjwlksan?!?! I could have made a noise complain about his loud music but I was trying to be nice by telling him to turn it down instead. ARGH. After slamming the door, he decides to sit in his room coughing (artificially) as loud as he can. What the hell is wrong with this guy?! He started walking in and out of the room into the common area, I was mentally preparing myself to wake up to see my stuff out there smashed or destroyed in someway.

And why would a thought like that pop up in my head? Because the day before he watered Hills’ fern with salt water because she snapped back at him. The poor fern is dying. And she had to go get it re-potted again. LIKE SERIOUSLY, how mature is that? Everyone knows how much she likes her ferns. Tsk.

Anyway, I’m going to speak to Janet about this, and everything else that happened before this, tomorrow afternoon . Last night was… argh.

And then frustration creeps up

This is going to be a ranting post. And this is because it’s been going on for so long and it’s really starting to drive me up the wall. Like, seriously. I’m going to snap soon.

Winter is here, I think

I think I have a thing for balloons that can float

Say hello.

This is AA. Fellow Singaporean who’s also in Speech Pathology and the same size as me! We’re fun sized people! Woohoo! People here are huge! Haha.

AA

The weather is starting to turn chilly.

친구야~

Friends come and go. Yeah, that’s what people say. There the were the friends you made in kindergarden, primary and secondary schools. I still remember it was heart breaking to say good bye to my classmates when we graduated from K2 to move on to P1. Most of my friends were going to Parry Primary and I was going to Rosyth. Parry was just beside Rosyth at that time. Being too young, we never kept in touch.

The picking of Secondary schools, sad that everyone was going their separate ways. But a small group of us managed to keep somewhat in touch. I think Facebook is awesome because of that! If you consider poking each other ‘keeping in touch’. Heh. 

Now, we’re all grown up and ready to move on to University. Just that this time, instead of just moving on to different schools. We’re moving on to different countries. We’re sending each other off at the airport, soon before long we’ll be attending each other’s weddings, then attend each other’s children’s wedding and then *gasp* each other’s funerals (omg, choy choy choy). But, that’s life. Boo. Life kinda sucks that way (especially the funeral part).

Just 4 days ago, M left for the USA. And a month ago, A left for Australia.

Since M’s flight is uber early, we camped at T3 since the MRT wouldn’t have started running yet. We spent our time doing last minute touch-ups on M’s farewell gift. D brought his laptop along, but it didn’t exactly keep us occupied for long. T3 is awfully empty at night. It’s like your private playground something. Pretty serene. Haha. More pictures on Facebook.

She’s a great teacher

Met up with my English teacher today, along with JT. It was awesome to see her again and chat about what nightmares IB gave us. And about our juniors as well as our other teachers. It’s been so long!

She’s returning to Singapore (for good) soon, so hopefully we’ll be able to meet up again along with the other teachers (:

However, that would also mean that SSIS is going to lose an awesome teacher.

They turn another year older.

Last Saturday (26th July), Jasmine arranged a birthday surprise for Josiah who shares the same birthday as her.

Before the tuition, she went all the way down to Bugis to get some balloons for the party. She lugged down baby Dorothy and stroll along with her! Power I tell you. Each balloons cost $1.20! Expensive. She got one of her tuition kids to help her carry it to the tuition session at Kallang.

Then after the tuition session, I helped bring it all the way to Toa Payoh where the party would be.

10 balloons, $12.00. I was entrusted with 10 expensive balloons! Pressure. So anyway, I had to bring the balloons in the train with me. It wasn’t an easy task dodging people with a mass of balloons around me blocking me view.

Spot us!

Haha. Angel, try to spot us!

Taken from 麻衣’s blog. Heh.

Yummy food (:

Took a day off work to meet up with Angel to plan our Taiwan trip. First it was off to Chinatown to change money then down to Central for lunch. When meeting Angel, food is always important! As usual, we couldn’t decide what to eat. Then we chanced upon a Jap-Western place. The lunch menu looked appealing, so we went on in. I’ve walked past it a few times, but never went in before.

We loved the atmosphere! So cosy.

We got a quiet little corner to ourselves, overlooking Clarke Quay. I think it’ll be really nice to dine there at night, when Clarke Quay’s all lighted up and alive instead of the sleepy little quay it is in the day. 

The King’s 21st

The King turns 21!

Yup, legally, he is allowed to do a lot of things without parental consent. But in reality, not very so. Anyway, he is officially an adult. And it was celebrated with… a big bang? The celebrations lasted 3 days! I think this might get a little lengthy…