Some ... stuff
Ah, it's good to be back.
I just realized that this blog's hit counter keeps going up even though no update lol. Al and emm, we must feel so loved don't we? haha. jk la.
Umm... actually I don't really know what to blog about. Hence the blog title. :P
Anywhoz, here goes some... stuff.
Oh yeah, first of all, this is a joke Kok Ming ask me to put in my blog (don't ask me why):
Kok Ming: (to Aidan) How do you spell genius?
Aidan: A-I-D-A-N
Happy now Kok Ming? Geez. Haha.
Oh yeah. And this is a joke Khang told me.
Mr Mong: (to Rusydie) Rusydie, you must eat bacon and eggs to be strong.
Someone: But Cikgu, he's a Muslim! He can't eat pork!
Mr Mong: Oh. Then eat bacon and ham then.
Aigh.
Btw, one word of advice. Take it from me. Do NOT ever eat at a coffee shop ALONE. Top three reasons why:
1) You sit there like a complete and utter idiot. Because everyone else around you are in pairs, trios, and groups. And everyone just stares at you.
2) Because if you're a teen, you go completely unnoticed. The people who serve drinks will not come to you and take your order until you are halfway through a plate of chicken rice.
3) When there is no individual or kind of small table for you, you have to take a huge table meant for a huge group of people. And because you have no company, you end up sitting in this really huge table which looks so deserted.
And no Noel I did not take your advice of trying to get myself more space. :P
Haha. Bryant burst into tears today. Because his mum took away the church bulletin paper which he wanted to fold it into an airplane. LOL
Btw, if you do go to a coffee shop to eat with a whole gang of ppl, make sure they're not whack. *Hem hem*
Last week, we - namely me, Rach, Silas, Jon, Agan, Dan and Samuel went down to eat after practice. I think we were the LARGEST and NOISIEST table in the entire shop.
First thing first:
Me: (notices Sam staring at something past my shoulder) Sam, what are you doing?
Sam: *continues staring*
Me: Yoohoo?
Agan: (naughtily) You staring at who?
Sam: *continues to stare dreamily*
All swivel on chairs to see what he's looking at.
It's a Rojak store signboard.
Secondly:
Me: *spots Kolo Mee stall helper coming over with one bowl of Kolo Mee* Oy, I thought I ordered like five bowls?
Rach: *shrugs* So... if that be the case, who do you think she's going to give it to first?
Stall helper walks over, scans the table and passes it to Jon.
Jon: Oh ok. Thanks.
Silas: *slaps Jon on the back* Jon, Jon, she likes you le. First one she give to boh!
Agan: Yeah and that's why Silas, when she comes with the next bowl of Kolo Mee you must look as handsome as him.
Silas: ...
Lastly:
Silas spots the stall helper with another bowl of Kolo Mee.
Silas: Oy, over here! *waves frantically at the girl*
Girl: *smiles* Not for you. Wait ah.
Another girl however comes lunging for our table with an entire tray filled with chicken rice.
Me and Rach: *shrink back before it upsets all over us*
Girl: *beams at Silas* Is this all yours?
Silas: *stares for a very long time* Uhh no?
Hahaha.
Oh crude. Next week got exhibition. And I'm supposed to go back with the entire prefect's regalia, thanks to someone *hack* Kok Ming *hack*, and do crowd control. *snorts* Crowd control my foot ah. We're supposed to stand there, look pretty and point directions. Even a signboard can do that! Pff.
Oh and then there's this uhh bowling competition between the youth cell groups coming up. And actually me and Samantha couldn't care less whether my group wins or not. I seriously think the only group leaders which care about their groups winning are Agan and Mike. Maklumlah. They're guys.
But apparently, I have an overenthusiastic cell member who is going to drill all of us into bowling. He's been badgering me and Sam to allow him to get all of us to practice. So in the end we gave in. So we're apparently going to go train for bowling next month or smth. Ugh. I do not need to show my horrible skills at bowling in front of everyone in my group. Note to self: I do not roll the ball. Most times, I just throw the ball into the lane and pray that I hit at least one pin. :P
Oh well. Such is life. ;)
P.S. Shopping for clothes for three hours is pure and utter torture. I don't see how girls can stand it! Esp you Alison!
For a girl who didn't know what to blog, I sure outdid myself, don't you think?
Lol.
I just realized that this blog's hit counter keeps going up even though no update lol. Al and emm, we must feel so loved don't we? haha. jk la.
Umm... actually I don't really know what to blog about. Hence the blog title. :P
Anywhoz, here goes some... stuff.
Oh yeah, first of all, this is a joke Kok Ming ask me to put in my blog (don't ask me why):
Kok Ming: (to Aidan) How do you spell genius?
Aidan: A-I-D-A-N
Happy now Kok Ming? Geez. Haha.
Oh yeah. And this is a joke Khang told me.
Mr Mong: (to Rusydie) Rusydie, you must eat bacon and eggs to be strong.
Someone: But Cikgu, he's a Muslim! He can't eat pork!
Mr Mong: Oh. Then eat bacon and ham then.
Aigh.
Btw, one word of advice. Take it from me. Do NOT ever eat at a coffee shop ALONE. Top three reasons why:
1) You sit there like a complete and utter idiot. Because everyone else around you are in pairs, trios, and groups. And everyone just stares at you.
2) Because if you're a teen, you go completely unnoticed. The people who serve drinks will not come to you and take your order until you are halfway through a plate of chicken rice.
3) When there is no individual or kind of small table for you, you have to take a huge table meant for a huge group of people. And because you have no company, you end up sitting in this really huge table which looks so deserted.
And no Noel I did not take your advice of trying to get myself more space. :P
Haha. Bryant burst into tears today. Because his mum took away the church bulletin paper which he wanted to fold it into an airplane. LOL
Btw, if you do go to a coffee shop to eat with a whole gang of ppl, make sure they're not whack. *Hem hem*
Last week, we - namely me, Rach, Silas, Jon, Agan, Dan and Samuel went down to eat after practice. I think we were the LARGEST and NOISIEST table in the entire shop.
First thing first:
Me: (notices Sam staring at something past my shoulder) Sam, what are you doing?
Sam: *continues staring*
Me: Yoohoo?
Agan: (naughtily) You staring at who?
Sam: *continues to stare dreamily*
All swivel on chairs to see what he's looking at.
It's a Rojak store signboard.
Secondly:
Me: *spots Kolo Mee stall helper coming over with one bowl of Kolo Mee* Oy, I thought I ordered like five bowls?
Rach: *shrugs* So... if that be the case, who do you think she's going to give it to first?
Stall helper walks over, scans the table and passes it to Jon.
Jon: Oh ok. Thanks.
Silas: *slaps Jon on the back* Jon, Jon, she likes you le. First one she give to boh!
Agan: Yeah and that's why Silas, when she comes with the next bowl of Kolo Mee you must look as handsome as him.
Silas: ...
Lastly:
Silas spots the stall helper with another bowl of Kolo Mee.
Silas: Oy, over here! *waves frantically at the girl*
Girl: *smiles* Not for you. Wait ah.
Another girl however comes lunging for our table with an entire tray filled with chicken rice.
Me and Rach: *shrink back before it upsets all over us*
Girl: *beams at Silas* Is this all yours?
Silas: *stares for a very long time* Uhh no?
Hahaha.
Oh crude. Next week got exhibition. And I'm supposed to go back with the entire prefect's regalia, thanks to someone *hack* Kok Ming *hack*, and do crowd control. *snorts* Crowd control my foot ah. We're supposed to stand there, look pretty and point directions. Even a signboard can do that! Pff.
Oh and then there's this uhh bowling competition between the youth cell groups coming up. And actually me and Samantha couldn't care less whether my group wins or not. I seriously think the only group leaders which care about their groups winning are Agan and Mike. Maklumlah. They're guys.
But apparently, I have an overenthusiastic cell member who is going to drill all of us into bowling. He's been badgering me and Sam to allow him to get all of us to practice. So in the end we gave in. So we're apparently going to go train for bowling next month or smth. Ugh. I do not need to show my horrible skills at bowling in front of everyone in my group. Note to self: I do not roll the ball. Most times, I just throw the ball into the lane and pray that I hit at least one pin. :P
Oh well. Such is life. ;)
P.S. Shopping for clothes for three hours is pure and utter torture. I don't see how girls can stand it! Esp you Alison!
For a girl who didn't know what to blog, I sure outdid myself, don't you think?
Lol.
posted by *~siaw hui~* at 1:42 PM
2 Comments:
u noe... a sign board would do a better job. 1, we dunno where the toilets are. 2, a signboard would look a hell lot better than u. jk jk. well, at least ppl wun need to bend down to get the instructions. with u they need to squat to hear ur squeakin. lol
yeah yeah! tnat way the person asking for directions wouldn't have to ask, and we wouldn't have to even bother looking at him/her as long as he/she can read
the signboard.
those talll people are gonna have a hard time getting directions from the squeak
8D
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