It was a moment of panick when I dug my hand into my bag for my ez-link/purse... and came up with NOTHING.
Never was I so feverently grateful for the fact that Carissa was there to lend a hand; the poor dear waited at the mrt station for me (the late comer) and almost killed me when I wailed that I forgot to bring my ez link to her over the phone.
And the thing was, as I was packing up, I was staring at the purse and reminding myself to bring. Like three times.
And I forgot.
I FELT REALLY REALLY STUPID LA.
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Helplessness was a feeling I'd rather not get used to. I want a brain transplant with a 2 GB memory stick please. =(
Thank heavens for Carissa; if not for her, I'll probably have missed classes. I still can't decide whether it was a good or bad thing =/ LOL.
After, I insisted on walking home from Kovan, where I had went with Carissa to get her watch. She insisted on paying first for a notebook I had my eye on; there was no room for argument. She literally just took it to the counter against ALL my protests and paid for it. =)))))))))))))
Dear dear Carissa. LOL. I still can't stop laughing at her spot-on description of James. LOL.
The walk home (30 mins; I lied to Carissa that it would take only 10 mins just so she would let me walk) was a refreshing one. Along the way, I passed by Serangoon Junior College. Caught sight of the tracks and couldnt help wincing at the reminder of the 2.4km run re-takes.
Ah well.
Saw Mr. Tan (the P.E. teacher with the kid look) as he came out. I was rather amused to see him in sun glasses (Image upgrade!) and that he actually remembered me! Hees. I won't ever forgot him though, 2.4km-training-MONSTER.
I realised that long hours of sleep, though it may improve my complexion, worsens my attention span. zzz.
It was a moment of panick when I dug my hand into my bag for my ez-link/purse... and came up with NOTHING.
Never was I so feverently grateful for the fact that Carissa was there to lend a hand; the poor dear waited at the mrt station for me (the late comer) and almost killed me when I wailed that I forgot to bring my ez link to her over the phone.
And the thing was, as I was packing up, I was staring at the purse and reminding myself to bring. Like three times.
And I forgot.
I FELT REALLY REALLY STUPID LA.
-____________________-
Helplessness was a feeling I'd rather not get used to. I want a brain transplant with a 2 GB memory stick please. =(
Thank heavens for Carissa; if not for her, I'll probably have missed classes. I still can't decide whether it was a good or bad thing =/ LOL.
After, I insisted on walking home from Kovan, where I had went with Carissa to get her watch. She insisted on paying first for a notebook I had my eye on; there was no room for argument. She literally just took it to the counter against ALL my protests and paid for it. =)))))))))))))
Dear dear Carissa. LOL. I still can't stop laughing at her spot-on description of James. LOL.
The walk home (30 mins; I lied to Carissa that it would take only 10 mins just so she would let me walk) was a refreshing one. Along the way, I passed by Serangoon Junior College. Caught sight of the tracks and couldnt help wincing at the reminder of the 2.4km run re-takes.
Ah well.
Saw Mr. Tan (the P.E. teacher with the kid look) as he came out. I was rather amused to see him in sun glasses (Image upgrade!) and that he actually remembered me! Hees. I won't ever forgot him though, 2.4km-training-MONSTER.
I realised that long hours of sleep, though it may improve my complexion, worsens my attention span. zzz.
currently 20 of age
white is her favourite color
pastries and cakes are her love
a born slacker
who has no qualms about lazing the entire day away. SMILES.
optimist and idealist
loves the piano and soothing music
is blessed because of her loving friends and family whom are able to bear with her weirdness HAHA
"being happy takes less effort than getting angry at someone, so whyever not just be happy?
the long walk home
