slacked.
hi people. today was just waay weird. and oh god where are you?anw, today at bus stop met this creepy old guy who told me that A Math was useless and told me (while showing it to me) that Buddha book is the best. and told me about crazy conspiracy theories of the government. freaked me out, and the bus took forever to come. and then it came.
then after that i got on bus 13 (was going to AMK library btw) and then this weird old Indian lady and she was gestured for me to sit next to her but i said no thanks. it was out of goodwill i know, but i was too weirded out to be kind to. then i found a seat near the exit.
sat down, opened my The Complete Jack the Ripper (he really is damn cool) and tried to read. there was this two sec school girls that was telling stories about how they had premonitions about maid not cooking lunch and water spilling on sofas. i couldn't stop listening, and it weirded me out. then i got out.
and here's the good part of the day. the area around AMK library is beautiful. i wouldn't mind coming here just to stroll. the park is really nice (i like the stairs with the huge whatever trees on its right). when i went into the library, it was so breathtaking. they had like 15 loan counters. and the decor was just great. they were using imac and imac mouses for the OPACs! wow. i almost thought i couldn't find what i came to find (The Complete History of Jack the Ripper by Phillip Sugden) and i took a walk around. they had like a giant concept map and leaflets on "Create Your Own Mind Map!" at the side in the youth section. walked around, decided to try again, and then i found it. weird. then i went down to the cafe to do my work.
and it was beautiful. there were tonnes of secondary school students from every where. i saw a couple of people i recognise from Raffles and i ordered potato chunks that cost a whopping 3.20! quite expensive. so i ate and did my work, amazingly, so much inspiration poured in for my chinese lesson reviews. wow. i have to go back there. and the chunks were good. then i left, at 5.45.
and there was this kid that was in front of me with his father. very cute. weird? haha don't know. anyway i was sitting and this sweaty guy in a formal shirt sat next to me. i was hugging my bag and reading my book. there was this girl and guy behind me that was talking about sketching stuff which was interesting but weird. then this old lady came and sat, and she saw her friend, and i had to squeeze past her, pushing her down with my bag in the process. not weird, SHITTY. i hate that. took the 156 to the macritchie stop and ron came and asked me to sit with him and zhi yang, which was weird since i refused (?!). then as i got off i realised i hadn't even turned back and said hi to them. weird. then i walked to the bus stop and took 157.
and i saw clement. instead of strange people talking to me, i have now someone who i know and who should know me but doesn't. weird. continued reading, and the whole Warrens vs Munro vs Home Office vs London vs every frickin person involved in the case confused me a mighty bit. but it does show a different side to the story.
came home, did stuff, and watched horrible Tong Xin Yuan. i cannot continue talking about how disappointing ch 8 was today. i believe you understand.
well now i'm bloggin. got to study for geog, but i decided to postpone it to finish my Ben & Jerry's Fudge Covered Peanut Butter Filled Pretzels in Vanilla Malt Ice Cream with Fudge and Peanut Butter and two starburst sweets. how do i study now, when i have ANTM and Las Vegas to watch, and a workout to do (NAPFA this fri)? sigh, i'm so fvcked.
moodfvcked, pissed at life like the japanes author in chapter 24 of chinese textbook
musicno way out, phil collins (Brother Bear OST)
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