No work no school, means no money.
Go look for job just trying out my luck.
But no. So fuck me.
Sunday, 22nd September, 2013.
Secret Mission #1: EW1
The last time I visited was somewhere in April or May, for all I remember. At that time my room was the way it was when I left; messy in the way I loved it, but with more dust and an empty wardrobe. Back on that day, when I'd returned from my class chalet, my dad had removed all the clothes from my wardrobe and threw them across my room [according to the sight that greeted me. Not that I saw him doing this].
Yesterday though, my room was a mix of old and new, clean and dirty, full and empty.
I used to leave it in a mess, because mess defines me but yesterday, it was all cleaned up. Even my desk. Everything was organised, furniture was shifted, and the mural on the wall above my bed had been painted over.
However, there were clothes all over my bed and all over the floor next to it. Looking closer I realised they weren't mine, but my parents', and my brothers'. What the hell! You have no idea how shocked I was. I really was. The hell is wrong with them!?
And not only that, but my clothes were not in sight. My closet, the one which I used to put my own clothes before, and the one which was empty I left, were filled with my mother's clothes. I couldn't find mine before I finally thought of the storeroom.
Well I rummaged through the shit in that Santa Claus bag as Siying called it, and took some of the clothes which I thought would sell. I did my research in the Looking For category on Carousell, and through my observation in current trends... So it was kind of easy shit.
Hauled over my finds to Elias Mac, where I sat with Siying and Pearl. We had a chat under the sun whilst sipping on milo and pinching my arm fats [Pearl].
We stopped by Whitesands afterwards, and we split at the station because Pearl had an errand. Siying and I? We headed to Pasir Ris Park for our photoshoot.
This spot is precious for many reasons. It was where we had water wars with the rest of the girls on birthdays, especially in 2010. It was where we did filming in 2011, oh man. Those days.
Alright so I had quite a few changes of clothes from my previous haul, which Siying helped to match and adjusted a bit here and there. And she was the fashion photographer too! I swear I can always trust her to be the photographer. I had so much fun!
Of course, I still stand for what I believe in. I'd love to show you the dozens of pictures she took, but again, this blog is mainly for words.
A hint though, I wore outfits which I would never wear on my own accord. Okay whatever.
When all that was done and I was back in my MOC tee and jeans, Siying and I made our way to her place to lepak a while. We met with Shushan to have a little meal before heading back to Pasir Ris Park... to... cycle!!!
I'm not sure if you know this but I've only learnt cycling early last year, so I'm still a bit afraid when cycling. I swear I was so scared of cycling too near pedestrians or other cyclists, even stopping when I see people in my path. Silly me.
At one point of time the tip of the seat freaking slammed against my v-j-j. That hurt so bad!!! But I'm surprised it didn't force my period to come.
Blood came from somewhere else though... Here's the story.
There I was, cycling slowly while Shushan and Siying were further ahead. I'd disciplined myself to stay on the cycling path, but of course, not everyone was as courteous as me. This couple was walking damn slowly in the middle of the cycling path while I had to stay on the right because they were taking most of the space on the left. Fuck, as if that didn't piss me off enough.
And then I spotted a cyclist ahead of me, cycling towards me on the same side of the path, so I decided to move to the left, since I have a personal rule of "stick to the left". The only space I had was in front of that couple, so that was where I steered towards.
Well, I don't mean to stereotype, but this freaking minah just had to appear out of nowhere with her snapback and mainstream music blasting, and I got so shocked [which doesn't make good reaction with paranoia, if you think chemistry...] so I just slammed on the brakes. And Idk, maybe it was because I was turning when I braked, so I kind of lost balance and just threw myself off the bike.
That damn girl just cycled away without turning back, and the couple just made their way around me even though I had fallen fucking right in front of them. At that moment, at that fucking moment.... I so badly wanted humans to go extinct.
When I threw myself off the bike, it wasn't a very good move because my foot landed on the ground at a very awkward angle. And, not only did my big toe land nail-down on the ground, but it also got dragged across the asphalt.
Okay that was painful, but my reaction was slow. Only after I saw the blood did I throw off my sandal and wince in pain. And boy, that was a lot of blood. I had no tissues, and nobody was stopping to help, so the only thing I could do was to phone either one of the girls.
How could so much blood come from one toe!? Well that's what the girls tried to find out. Was it the nail? It did look broken, but I've always had the habit of plucking my finger and toenails until the tips were gone. Was it the skin? .....Okay. It was. The skin at the top of the nail was, well, torn. And it still looks like it. Ugh.
As always, the best friends took care of me like they always do.
Monday, 23rd September, 2013.
Special Mission #2: EW12
I went to save someone's ass. And since she was going over and over that I saved her life, I take it that her ass is her life. (':
Ok
So I went to Bugis to buy Pearl a ticket for her trip home, because she hadn't brought her wallet to school. [Her mom sent her to school] She kept thanking me, but I swear it was no problem at all because I was going to the bus terminal anyway. And after all she's also helped me out many times, so it really was nothing. But you're welcome.
Right afterwards I walked to the Singapore-Johore bus terminal and waited for 'Aamir. Wow he had new Converse on his feet!
Both of us were a little broke so we just bought this box of croissants and a can of tuna mayo from Cold Storage. Apparently his IC wasn't done yet, so we went to Lavender for nothing... Except to have a quick lunch at the side of the road.
A long time ago, when I was just a little girl.... Ok not really little, probably mid-primary age. My mom brought me to the National Library when it first opened, and I think that was the first and last time I went there. [I remember borrowing a book called True Blue, with a butterfly on its cover]
'Aamir and I went there yesterday, and it wasn't like how I remembered. The main library is at the basement!? Since when!?
We took some Marvel comics [Thor for him and Teen Titans for myself hehe] but he only read halfway before he started sleeping. And he got told off by the librarian twice, I couldn't help but snicker.
Our date wasn't that long, but it kind of pleased me to think of the fact that we had stayed in the East the whole time. Hah! He took his bus from the same bus terminal and I headed to the bus stop by the Muslim cemetery for bus 7 home.
Tuesday, 24th of September, 2013.
Secret Mission #3: NS17/CC15
Alright so Bishan is the spot where Northerns and Circliners come together. Which in this case, is 'Aamir and I.
And we sat on a bench at the bus interchange, talking about families and his Bali trip and a hypocrite I know, before heading to the carpark rooftop nearby. Like every carpark rooftop has, a firehose cover was collecting dust, so I traced our names with my finger. That's a classic memory embossment ok? And for it to be so dusty, are there really never any fires at all???
As silly as it sounds, we bumped into several difficulties when we wanted to get water [okay, I wanted to].
1. The one at the minimart was a dollar. It's just water ffs! Come on I've seen cheaper ones at Fairprice.
'Aamir: OKAY SYG
2. The little fridges at Fairprice, you know, the ones usually by the counter... They didn't have many bottles of plain water. There was only Evian, which was like a freaking one dollar fifty cents. Too expensive.
'Aamir: OKAY SYG
3. The shelves. Oh, I see so many cheaper ones. Oh! 2 bottles for 65 cents! But... I'm not going to drink that much. But it's more worth it to buy two...
'Aamir: OKAY SYG I DRINK ONE
4. Fuck, the water is not cold.
'Aamir: OKAY SYG WE PUT THE BOTTLES AT THIS FREEZER WITH THESE BAGS OF ICE FOR A WHILE OK
5. Fuck, still not cold
'Aamir: OKAY SYG WE PUT AT THE FRIDGE BESIDE THE CASHIER
I WILL ALSO JUST ANYHOW PULL DOWN THE COVER OF THE FRIDGE SO IT WILL BE COLDER FASTER
6. FORGET IT LET'S GO BACK AND GET THAT ONE DOLLAR ONE AT THE MINIMART
'Aamir: BITCH NO
I will never know how 'Aamir can put up with me for so long. Lalalalalalaluv the prince.
Tomorrow is the day he goes off for Bali. He'll be back by Sunday, but still, it feels like such a long time. So, we had a long hug, to prepare for that period of time without each other. You know, like how squirrels collect all those nuts to prepare for winter.
Bishan is where the Northerns and Circliners come together.
But it's also the one MRT station in Singapore where 'Aamir and I part at the very moment we tap in the gantries. Him on the North South Line, and me on the Circle Line.
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Take care, prince. Trust me on this one, but I'll be thinking of you the whole time.
And guys, I'm officially broke.
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