spent 1.5 hrs with tammy on the fone. the MUST fer every first date. haha. realli happy fer her. She went out with a guy she met at the club the other day. She was so cute. all nervous and jittery, with butterflies flitting in her tummy before the date. thats a wonderful sign:) well, he brought her to a quaint diner down at clarke quay and took her pubbing afterwards, which is so perfect. i felt a momentarily pang of jealousy at that pt. guilt-stricken over it now. once upon a time, i used to frequent boat quay and real nice dinner places for dates too. now, its jus food courts and fast food joints. Not that i'm complaining but, i rather miss those times. Perhaps its jus the way i've been brought up. Always going for buffets and concerts and flowers (usually frm dad) but all the same, maybe hez right. I'm spoilt. But not as pampered as most of u are *sticks tongue out*
jogged her memory abt ash. her response.." the one with the brown jacket??? oh my gawd...hez sOOooOo cute!" my response.." yea. but hez one year younger than us, tried to kill a friend with a breadknife and wants tuition from me and wanna pay me in terms of movies, bowling, pool et al". tammy : hez a psycho and hez into you.. ah wells, i dun think so. Well, that day, after he manipulated me into going shopping instead answering his queries related to homework, i realised hez not that bad aft all. Hez quite an ok guy. but jus rather IRRITATING. he goes on and on and on and on and on over how goodlooking HE IS..all i can think is..SHUDDUP. but hez rather sweet. He likes a gurl..aww. but hez realli nice, he bought her this nice white stone-like pendent chain, abt $70 and they're not even att yet.
i spent the entire thurs with ma mom. this is wad my lawyer said when i told him i so-very-badly wanted to check carls jr out : "paris hilton and all that idiots overrate that pl" . hey, i like paris. but, true to his words, yea. it was realli realli bad. at that precise mo, murrukus rang. i realli cant tell cus he stays in camp all week and he doesnt use his hp to dial me. first thing he said " are u free to talk now" Me : no.*silence*kinda bz with my mom now and ironically i went on and on and on abt how i hate carls jr. Apparently, he loves carls jr. WHY? cus they serve FREE drinks. gosh. why do i mix with such ppl??? of cus, he mus sink into all the mathematics abt how they underpay ns men and he has to resort to such measures. liar. since the time i was in sec4, he had been the same ol miser, only relenting to pay for a concert for me once. but things have improved btw us since then and thats good.
ediot is kinda cute. he wrote me a letter and told me to read it at home. I tried to sneak a peek and read it in the bus itself. cldnt do it. laughed out loud with everyone staring at me.
okay. gotta hit the streets. love you guys.
and so her story is told@ 10:56 PM
