all the apricots and peaches stood up and shouted, "WHaT SAY YOU?"
mardi, mai 25, 2004
today was..by right, supposed to be a usual, boring day. lessons in the morning, double econs tests, classes ending late, training after school. things got interesting though. spent about 40 mins waiting outside the range for it to be unlocked by the teach, and when he finally showed up, no keys. such was the situation--
the teacher couldn't get hold of the keys, which had to be obtained straight from brother paul's office, who was busy having a discipline talk with some problem-guy, which could probably drag on for hours. hence, we decided not to wait, and set off for cdans. the busride there itself was amusing enough. pulled the elastic string off beautiful's bag and stuffed it into the side pockets, played that whatever-you-call-it string game, and spent the remaining time laughing at his sad baby face.
missed the right stop because of -everybody stares- daniel. walked one big round and FINALLY reached the club at abt 6 and found the range. looked for uncle jimmy who gave us our guns. and spent the next hour shooting, but in a stupid fashion. we just couldn't get used to them. and searched the floor for extra unused pellets since we were only give 50.
got locked out of the building when nadia and i tried to scare the guys. we only realised the door could only open from the inside and not the outside when..it closed. and the sign 'no entry' came face to um, face with us. anyway they kindly opened the door for us after finding humour in our misfortune and we checked out the bowling alley above, deciding it wasn't worth playing since everyone there were all professionals.
we were..i say were about to leave when i spotted smtg out of the corner of my eye. laserquest!! man. we took a step back into childhood and challenged..guys vs gals. i named myself...chipmunk. with an ! at the end. rather unamusingly, the counter guy misread the ! as an i, so my name became chipmunki. wow. well i hate to say this, but we..girls..lost :( oh well. i shall blame it on my vest and gun that kept turning off. had to run out of the 'shooting grounds' several times to get it fixed. how unfortunate. but turns out i still managed 50 shots on beautiful baby and 40 on big dan. not bad huh.
took a long walk to the mrt station and ... ugh. spotted a guy that looked alot like baldhead william hung. i pity that poor guy. i hope he'll never have to meet that horrid twin of his. stopped at westmall... where i was kinda overcome with certain emotions about the murder when i walked outside. and then my dad picked me up.
he's leaving again tomorrow btw. so i guess it'll be another week of private dates 24/7 with my mother. smallville tonight. but dang i still have a lit pc essay to complete. in abt 15 minutes if i'm gonna catch the show. wells.
today was..by right, supposed to be a usual, boring day. lessons in the morning, double econs tests, classes ending late, training after school. things got interesting though. spent about 40 mins waiting outside the range for it to be unlocked by the teach, and when he finally showed up, no keys. such was the situation--
the teacher couldn't get hold of the keys, which had to be obtained straight from brother paul's office, who was busy having a discipline talk with some problem-guy, which could probably drag on for hours. hence, we decided not to wait, and set off for cdans. the busride there itself was amusing enough. pulled the elastic string off beautiful's bag and stuffed it into the side pockets, played that whatever-you-call-it string game, and spent the remaining time laughing at his sad baby face.
missed the right stop because of -everybody stares- daniel. walked one big round and FINALLY reached the club at abt 6 and found the range. looked for uncle jimmy who gave us our guns. and spent the next hour shooting, but in a stupid fashion. we just couldn't get used to them. and searched the floor for extra unused pellets since we were only give 50.
got locked out of the building when nadia and i tried to scare the guys. we only realised the door could only open from the inside and not the outside when..it closed. and the sign 'no entry' came face to um, face with us. anyway they kindly opened the door for us after finding humour in our misfortune and we checked out the bowling alley above, deciding it wasn't worth playing since everyone there were all professionals.
we were..i say were about to leave when i spotted smtg out of the corner of my eye. laserquest!! man. we took a step back into childhood and challenged..guys vs gals. i named myself...chipmunk. with an ! at the end. rather unamusingly, the counter guy misread the ! as an i, so my name became chipmunki. wow. well i hate to say this, but we..girls..lost :( oh well. i shall blame it on my vest and gun that kept turning off. had to run out of the 'shooting grounds' several times to get it fixed. how unfortunate. but turns out i still managed 50 shots on beautiful baby and 40 on big dan. not bad huh.
took a long walk to the mrt station and ... ugh. spotted a guy that looked alot like baldhead william hung. i pity that poor guy. i hope he'll never have to meet that horrid twin of his. stopped at westmall... where i was kinda overcome with certain emotions about the murder when i walked outside. and then my dad picked me up.
he's leaving again tomorrow btw. so i guess it'll be another week of private dates 24/7 with my mother. smallville tonight. but dang i still have a lit pc essay to complete. in abt 15 minutes if i'm gonna catch the show. wells.
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all apricots reserve their right to be eaten
all peaches plead to be savoured
and the apricots and peaches agree that together, they make the perfect dessert
and indeed, they did.