I'm handing in my resignation to the Breakfast Club because the two founding members are always buaying me when I come early. But I'm still gonna attempt to reach school before 730 because I love seeing the sunrise as I'm entering the ECP. This, btw, means that I have to leave the house by 645. Which means either I:
(a) wake up earlier than the 5 a.m. I normally wake up at, or
(b) lincah-lincah siap, or the final and most drastic and therefore I'll never even consider,
(c) skip breakfast. EEK!
This morning Hashim-lookalike a.k.a. Great Eyes is baaack!
I'm gonna join the Breeders' Gang instead.
[Btw, I changed my password to mbbrocks. HAHA.]
My mom ordered Pizza Hut. We usually have 2-35-35-35 delivery about once a fortnight, on average. Yes, that's how privileged I am. Anyway I just wanted to wax lyrical about the
Hollywood Beef Pan Pizza, which has the yummiest, bounciest beef balls known to man! Gahahaha. Okay the reason I know they're bouncy is because they kept leaping off the pizza slices and bouncing all over the table, my legs, and the floor. But I digress. It's yummyyyyyyy. And all you have to do is pick off the onions [which are only on the surface, no trouble there] and add some chilli flakes [pasal you know, it's non-spicy].
My room now smells of cupcakes pasal I hung one of my YummyScents in "Frosted Cupcake" over my bed. Haha. Well, I bought like twelve, I had to use them sooner or later right?
Smalam I was pissed pasal after all my anticipation and careful planning, Wally [figure it out] decided NOT to show up for lab! It was the last lab I would have with him,
ever. And I wasn't the only one he pissed off. His lab partner was mad too pasal obviously, lack of lab partner. So annoying. It's not like he was here this morning either.
After that I went for an encounter with the TP again. Lord, all these drivers and riders gripe about the TP but I bet half of them never actually had an encounter with them. I had no problems with them myself till my brush with them on Saturday. The ones on the road are bad enough. The ones at HQ are simply indescribable. [But I shall attempt to, anyway.] They placed the greenest, most incompetent ones at the counters to deal with civilians. And all the seasoned ones somewhere in the back recesses. There was this manjen one who was taking down a no-incident report who can't even spell "freelance". But can still hisap bodek with his ma'am. And can still sebok-sebok around my case when he knows
squat about it. The superior or whatever he is said some crap to us about "This is a court case" and "You will be charged with abetting.." Look, I
know, dude. Tell me something I
don't know.
Or maybe I'm just angry at myself, but taking it out on them.
That manjen officer still pisses me off though. I would hate him even if I were riding a Haya and I accidentally knocked him down. Haha. No relevance, I know.
Well. Off to West Coast, I guess.