a moment of triumph

i ran My First 2.4km for this year. yay me!!

i suppose it doesnt sound much of a big deal if you dont know my pe habits. for the past few weeks, i havent gone for pe because a] i skip them or b] im genuinely sick. and when i DO go, i normally minus one or two round out of the required rounds and my teacher, good ol' Tom Chan doesn't notice. i mean, hello. this is the teacher who calls me Germaine because he mixes me up with my best friend, charmaine.
narf.
so anyways, i was pretty much exhilarated about it, even though it was a pathetic timing, im getting there baby! ...and to think i used to easily score A's in sec 1. they used to say that exercise leaves you recharged which i always dismissed as CRAP. but here's a newsflash to lazy bums like me: it's true. i was so adrenalined that i ran up the four storeys to my class! like, woah.

there is however a not so great side-effect to actually honestly and actively participate in pe, a red face. it's not a nice healthy flush. mine is the kind that looks...cartoony.
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i like double-decker buses.

i hardly get to ride in them anymore, but i managed to do so the other day. ::contentment:: it was down this oldish road, and it was a non-airconditioned one so the wind was blowing in, and i could hear all the sounds outside..it was honestly to me, a moment of bliss. i've always loved bus rides, especially long ones going down routes i've never been to and when you're on the top level..it's almost nirvana-like.

in fact, if i were to one day be a rich millionairess that i would never be, instead of a chaffeur driven limo, i would get a chaffeur driven double decker bus.

..oh wishful thinking..
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i have a couple of friends who are busy talking about hopw they want to pierce their bellies sometime this year so that it would be perfectly healed by the time the O's are over and the "partaaaying" starts.

their really making a big deal about it and honestly, i think it's kinda stupid. i think it's stupid to throw away $60 just to get a piercing when in OUR situation, this amount of cash doesn't come very easily. i think it's very..trivial to be concerned about this matter. to be concerned about a piercing so that you'd look hot when you go chiong-ing in the near future.

..uh.

i think it's kinda immature. there's SO much out there, to do, to experience and you're concerned about making another hole in your body? it's unnecessary and undeserving of such attention. my opinion is, if you want it, fine. but there's no need to make such a big deal of it lor. it seems childish to me.

or maybe it's just because im not very interested in "body art".

honestly, the whole concept of body art [to me] is rather adolescent in itself. i associate it with teenage rashness and rebellion. typical hormonal immaturity. so it should be something that you leave behind when you reach adulthood. it's a phase that is pretty ugly to carry on when you're mature and working. it makes it seem as if you haven't let go of your teenage years yet.

but then again, i do have a teacher who's got piercing and really cool tattoo on the small of her back [that we once in awhile lift her top to take a sneak peek] and she rawks. she's a fantastic person, and really open-minded and i suppose her image helps in our rapprt with her.
so at this point, i'm a tad..confused. on one hand, my teenage self is saying, woah cool. on the other hand, [specifically excessive] body art give me the impression of a rather lame wannabe person.

*shrugs*

you know what? i realize that when i refer to people who are immature and continue being immature past teenagehood, im actually talking bout lians and bengs. it's my personal prejudice towards them. So.
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since we're on this topic, let's bring it on to a new level. Chiong-ing.

a couple of my friends have managed to sneak in and although they clearly enjoyed themselves, their descriptions of the supposedly hip place doesn't appeal to me AT ALL.

smoky, dark, crowded.
loud, thumping TECHNO music.
drunk people snogging other random clubbers.

crowds.

nope. i honestly doubt it would ever be my lifestyle. it just doesn't seem fun to me. i mean, it sounds like hell. not in the religious-y way. but generally. i consider it hellish. yeeach.
hah, mebbe i'll pop in one day just out of curiousity. i dont think i'll last 10 minutes. by the time i actually get in, you'll see me clambering outdoors for fresh air and open spaces.