Saturday, November 04, 2006
Last night was THE longest night of my teenage life. It was also the WORST and BEST night of my teenage life. "Why?" You ask. Well, here is a list I have compiled of the various reasons why the Wesley College social was what it was. (+)=good, (-)=bad.
1. The music was good (+)
2. The day boys were
hot... *sighs dreamily*
3. The boarders were
not...
4. I was practically being
stalked by some guy I met on the flight back from SIngapore (-)
5. The stalker bought me two drinks...
two, and gave me his number!!! It's bad because he was fugly (-)
6. I danced with three guys..
AN ALL TIME RECORD!!! And one was hot, the other two were...far from it. (+/-)
7. The hot guy, after dancing with me...*hehe*, was flung across the hall by some dumb jocks, and twisted his ankle in the process. I admit, I was
heartbroken [LOL] 'coz I lost my Snowball partner(-)
Okay, that was basically like, the whole overview of the social. Oh yeah, for you poor deprived 6SY people who have
never... I repeat,
never, been to a social. It is where you dance with guys to hot music, possibly hook up (which means get numbers, or kissing) and meet new friends =) It really isn't as bad as it sounds...
Anyway, I'm gonna get out of the boarding house at 2... go out with my guardian *yawn*. She's a boring old hag, but it's better than moping in my room, right? Went jogging this morning with Samsara... helped her look for sparkly candles for her cake... yeah, basically that's all I did. Came back, trying to make warm apple cakes now, but I think it's burning, and I don't give a damn. And I tagged Amanda Lim's blog.. for like, the first time? My friendship sector of Life is looking up.. I've been invited to three parties.. one on Sunday, we're gonna eat dim sum at some random Chinese place I haven't been to. But hey, at least I'm out. This post is probably less chockful of expletives (e.g fuck, bitch, bastard) and I'm proud of that, kinda. Abrupt ending, but I have to check on the cake because I realised Samsara has gone out and left me to handle it. Damn.
Toodle-pip
Another confession @
11:00 am