So, after some time, I have stopped raving about the woes of public transport, I shall do so today. Today, is a MOMENTOUS Day, with a MAGNIMONIOUS traffic jam, and featuring a STUPENDOUS study group.
And let this be known: when an unusual day is on the way, there will be SIGNS.....
It started with my waking up early. Now, as anyone who knows me knows, I do not do well in the early mornings. I am grumpy, I am bleary and groggy, my hair is, well, I'd like to say a mess, but I have supremely healthy hair and so it takes only a few shakes to straighten it out, but that is not the point, what was my point again? *lost*
Ah yes, I wake up early. Perhaps, by now, you are bored with blow-by-blow accounts of my day, but I assure you it will all make perfect sense at the end of this post.
I wake up early. It is unusual, indeed, especially when I did it without a) my mom yelling and poking me, b) my dad tickling my ears or c) my sis whacking my head with my own pillow. I should have known, that today, of all the days I have lived, will be an unusual one.
To top it off, I did not attack the packet of Famous Amos cookies with my usual ferocity. Yessss.... tis strange....no?
Then, my sister asked me, quite jovially, if I needed a ride....
Then, my dad made no inquiry as to my destination....which is really really strange...
Then, I got a nice seat in the LRT despite it being 9 in the morning....which is still quite busy usually....
Then, lo and behold, J is also late for our study group and we mugged a cabbie together... (no la, just kidding, just testing whether you're still paying attention...) and we took a cab... and arrived only to find we're not late after all....
Then, V slams K and owns him round after round.... insult after insult... she insulted his looks. His brains. His manliness. His body. His height. His disposition. His life. His bloody everything. V, you are my hero. I salute you, my friend. And, to top it off, I managed to rope in re-inforcements, in the form of M.
Oh, loads of things happened today, I need more time! My sis is insisting I go sleep.
But! I shall persevere.
A momentous day. The day I received the green light from my editor to write a piece I've been
dying to write for some time. For more details, log on to www.savetamanmelawatihill.com.
I have a feeling this will be the article that could potentially make my career. *cheh wah* It is a serious, human interest, environmental-themed piece. This could be it folks. The article that will seriously, finally, give me proof that what I write will make a difference.
A magnimonious traffic jam. Actually, I know I am using this word wrongly, but it sounded so.... magnimoniuos that I just had to. But seriously, I was in the T 629 for a total of 70 minutes (boarded it at 6 but arrived at Asia Jaya at 7.10). The bus was stuck the whole stretch just before University Hospital and then at SMK Assunta. All the while, the Wallflowers sang about how they could drive it home with One Headlight. I daresay they'd get arrested but damn, with a voice like that I'd arrest him too. *evil thoughts inspired by the extreme perviness of the people I hang out with*
Then Keane invited me to talk about it Somewhere Only We Know. Talk about what I dont know, but stuck like that? I would talk to anyone. The worst parts about being stuck in a traffic jam in a bus is that a) you cant cuss like you can in your own car, b) you get weird people sleeping on your shoulder while you surreptiously try to avoid getting drooled over, and c) the bus driver has immensely bad brake control, so the bus jerks back and forth and makes you bus-sick.
A stupendous study group. Stupendous for many reasons. Stupendous insults. Stupendous remarks, of which I shall list later. Stupendously little work done. *laughs* But all in all, stupendous FUN.
And now, for the first time....
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"YOU have Outlived Your USEFULNESS" courtesy of Paula Wong, aged 19, height: short, weight: heavy. No, actually my sis is quite pretty. Hahaha. She got the looks and charm, I got the talent (not true, but me thinks if me say it often enuff it'll come true).
And, CHEESY remark of the day... IS COURTESY OF ME!!!!
' Height is BUT a NUMBER'.
Though, in recent years, believe it or not, I've come to believe it. My mom once wisely said, true love comes in many forms, and sometimes not in the form you expect or hope to have. Ah, my mom. She is the only normal member of my family, me thinks.
And she also told me once, that sometimes you should let go. So I shall let go. Of my dog. She too cute. She yawned at me. And made the funny 'aaarrrruuuu' noise. I cannot tahan. She is too cute.
Ah, my Maya. I go sleep now.
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