it is uncanny. in my last post, i said something about giving up on searching for euphoria and instead just valuing simple happiness. and that's what i had yesterday.

the morning started HORRID though. i was uber rotten because i left the house fuming at my mum and there i was, seething when i got up the bus and i realized that all the other BPians were wearing their house Ts and i was in my full uniform! i felt so stupid and proceeded to call my friends and finally ONE of them actually picked up their phone and i found out that i was supposed to at school 15 minutes earlier.

augh.

and then we were late for assembly cuz we weren't sure where it was being held and were detained by the supremely eville and sneering Develline Ee. how i loathe her. she was a sore sight in top to toe maroon. i think she's taken the whole 'maroon is the new In colour!' thing to far. and it was a nylon tracksuit no less *shudders*

but yay jolynn managed to find me a purrrple house T to wear so *beams* no more trouble. and at the last moment, randomly, i remembered that i kept a pair of shorts in the art room so i then proceeded to the field, safely looking like everyone else to do cheesy line dancing.

and the thing with cheese is that taken with a generous amount of sodium chloride, it actually ends up fun because we were all fumbling and making up our own cheesiER dance moves complete with Muppet arms so that too was a barrel of laughs. then at the end of it, we gathered abumch of our classmates and did an impromptu mongolian circle dance as a tribute to our ex-form teacher, mr kuek. it meant a lot to us because some timep back, he had taken a lot of effort [he's usually a lzy bum kinda person hurhur] to book the laptop, carry it up four storeys and *gasp* plug in all the confoosing wires to show us this looong and painfully boring video of mongolian people dancing in a circle. basically, he wanted us to perform it for teacher's day and was a direct hint at us to you know, mend broken relantionships with each other because i suppose for quite some time, our class has been pretty divided. he was beaming at us when he saw the whole bunch of us, clique-less, chortling and poking fun at ourselves.

and the actual dance [swing dance thing] that we put up for the concert went surprisingly smooth [or as smooth as it can get] because even the day before, everything was still rather messed-up and timing was waaay off. *sighs* and i just received the video of our performance and am really just happy. cheers everyone, am so proud of ya! who knows? maybe we'll win the Most Entertaining thingy and get a hamper of junkfood for us to gorge on!

after school, we [ie. matthew, charmaine and i] trooped of to slack around cuz it was his BIRTHDAAAAY and that was uber mega fun too. we ended up bypassing the inoriginal original idea of drinking over-priced coffee hybrids and dropped into chijmes to check out the architecture that i've always loved.

stained glass and spiral staircases nice nice.

we randomly went to jason's and scoured the shelves for unknown food items. the japanese really have gross stewed veggie things. but of course, the cubes of blue cheese swimming with squishy olives in disturbingly murky liquid took the Gross Factor award. and we found out that matthew's favourite childhood food was uh, canned spaghetti+cocktail sausages.

an over-priced lunch at this soup and salad place but it was fine anyway because the cushioned stools were cushy and supported our bottoms muchos well and they played nice oldies music. the potato salad was weird though and matthew's dislike for onions reared its head again. hah i promptly pointed this out because earlier on, he had said my queasiness at the sight of dairy products was weird. *snerk* what can onions do to to you, may i ask? at least i have an ACTUAL problem. i have *dramatic pause* lactose intolerency. HAH! he is the sad irrational git snerky snerk not moi.

and the conversations was typically funnily Random and and oh oh oh i found out about the existence of a certain lurid video of a certain someone *PERVY LAUGH* i am however unsure about wanting to see it though. do i, or do i not? that is the seemingly unneccesary question. oh what the heck, matthew, you better somehow find it and /then/ i'll decide whether i want it or not mwahahahahahahahaha.

ditching the citilink way of going to the esplanade, we trooped of into the balmy outdoors. we walked through matthew's church and went saga seed hunting charmaine who i think, might be colour-blind cuz she walked over the things while looking for it hurhur. and then we discussed the merits of long swishy straight hair ie. charmaine's while she tried to defend my more, ah yes, medusa-ish *flashes big WHATEVER fingers at the whole world* but she should not have bothered. there is no hope of trying to convince the male species against something that i think, may be genetically embedded.

we dissed this installation 'art' piece at the E, it was basically a bunch of painted bamboo poles and honestly, looked like what might be the setting backdrop for those gongfu movies if the were on an anorexic budget. pfft! the same to a couple of those singapore Lions around, some were just shoddy. tsk tsk. we went to the library where i bemoaned my lack of musical ability which is hah linked to the same ineptness at all things mathematical. ah ho hum, pig's bum. at least i haven't managed to crack any glass items yet with my singing =
we snuck up the barricaded [under reconstruction] escalator to the terrace thing but the doors were locked, pfft! ah well, so went to the riverside and counted the crabs on the rocks. at first there were only two but quite suddenly, it was like Invasion of the Alien Crabs. there were so many and who would have thought they actually existed in so urban a place?

sadly and guiltily, i started thinking of my mum's crab laksa though.

it was really nice weather, just a bit shady the way i like it with a breeze and it felt just so zen sitting there with my closest-est friends. i didn't want to go home at all. but like we said later on, our afternoon was a paradigm of escapism and bleargh, we had to return to the Real World. that's just the sad way things work. on the way back though, we came up with brill ideas.

- coming up with my own line of stationery [we were at the uber over-priced notebook place and i was cooing over this really pretty one and then realized it looked kinda similar to what i do] the wheels in my head have been turning and thoughts have been churning, not unlike the way they make cheese. urgh squirmy.
- Gatsbying matthew's hair! hohohohoho. this if anything comes ou if it, will be muchos fun. charmaine and i have a great task about our hands.

and so end the tale of the Afternoon and we live not so happily ever after, but it is okay. The End.