1. you're about to leave the house when you hear your next door neighbour's keys unlocking their gate, so you retreat into your house and pretend to tie your shoelaces again.
2. when you're walking home and see them in front of you, you walk slowly to avoid taking the same lift as them.
3. you see them from the distance walking towards you and quickly take out your phone so you can look down and pretend you hadn't seen them. [and they hadn't called out to you either!]
4. when you see little kids running past your window into their house everyday, and you're wondering when the hell did they get kids.
5. you're at your house floor waiting for the lift and when it comes there's a little boy in the same uniform as your little brother's, and you think it's his friend but it's just the kid at the other end of the corridor and you're like "who the hell is that!?"
these are just my personal experiences, really. there're many other evidence that i don't talk with my neighbours at all, especially the ones at both ends [there are a grand total of 4 houses on the floor i live on].
there was this once, when i was waiting for the lift on my house level, and when it finally came there were people in there, and i thought they came from the above storeys so i squeezed myself in.
i thought the woman would be like alright let's push the close button, so when she didn't, i voluntarily did so. that was when i noticed the man was oddly near me, and also when the woman was like, "hey, excuse me."
get it??? my main point is that i hadn't recognised my own next door neighbours, bloody hell. that was super embarrassing!
wanna know something strange? the two houses at both the ends of the corridors, the ones which i really seldom interact with (in fact never), are the ones with dogs in their household, past and present. i do talk with the people in the house that has the cat Spike.
you see, when i was young, probably in my mid primary school life? there had been this one time when i came out of the lift and two dogs came running to me suddenly and slobbered all over my body, bloody hell.
i screamed like HELL, what do you think? i really hate dogs, i tell you. that incident just fueled my hate for canines. and it distanced me from the neighbour that had those dogs, which's the one next to my house.
neighbours aside, my day had gone pretty alright today. (;
doesn't that resemble a kitty?
and yes, i got myself suspended again today. had to sit on the floor today, because we have been "getting too comfortable on the tables".
suspension wasn't that fun today, apart from these two sec 2 boys who had to write a 500-word reflection about their case. read one of theirs, it kinda made me burst into laughter!
so during lunch, syaz and i were walking past the parade square where a group of sec 3 boys were playing frisbee. saw that one of them was Bryan Kok, so he waved at me. he waved at syaz next, and that was when i turned away for a sec.
when i turned back again, syaz was laughing her ass off and the group of sec 3 boys were gathered around bryan who was apparently having a massive nosebleed. such a dramatic change of scene! i was stunned beyond words i tell you.
once syaz managed to calm down from her fits of laughter, she told me what happened. bryan had hit his nose on somebody's shoulder pretty hard it seems. there was really a lot of blood!
yes, that's pretty much how my day at school went. when i got back, i'd immediately gotten started on my Geog Prep exam which Mrs Sherri just gave today. a week late, yes. but s'ok. and i've gotten my Chemistry Prep paper too, courtesy of none other than Mrs Mimi Ang.
look at my Maths section B.
seven eggs, if you get what i mean.
was playing around with my cammie and t'is what i'd done!
don't you just love colours?
and i've no idea why but this picture looks kind of... lonely, somewhat.
in the midst of my geog prep exam ok.
pushed far away by something that came out from you. maybe t'is how our parents feel.
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