This was taken last year (:Swensen’s with Farah for breakfast first thing in the morning. I commited diet kamikaze for the threehundredthousanth time but who cares anymore, right? I ordered a huge breakfast (The Fluffy Omelette) and died trying to finish up the stuff that came out of a chicken’s ass. Huge, huge portions, i tell you. Farah got the kiddie meal, with banana pancakes! To check out what we ate, click here. After eating, as usual we both did our ritual of swearing not to eat anything else for the rest of the day.
After that we studied till late afternoon, at Jurong Library and Farah got into a fight with the security Singh who enjoys making a big deal out of everything. He accused us of moving furniture! WHAT THE HELL. Between you and me, we did move it, actually. & so that stubborn Farah pretended to be soo innocent about the whole episode. She claimed that the bench was already there, when we both knew very well we huffed and puffed, pushing it 57 m away from its original place (I was already looking around for cameras which may prove us guilty). She was about to pounce on his turban and strangle him with the barrel of cloth on his head over a bench. Haha. That guy forced us to move it back okay! What a cheebye. And so we packed our stuff, ever so slowly. By the time the Singh turned back, we were already happily laughing out of the library. Go move it back yourself la!
After that we studied till late afternoon, at Jurong Library and Farah got into a fight with the security Singh who enjoys making a big deal out of everything. He accused us of moving furniture! WHAT THE HELL. Between you and me, we did move it, actually. & so that stubborn Farah pretended to be soo innocent about the whole episode. She claimed that the bench was already there, when we both knew very well we huffed and puffed, pushing it 57 m away from its original place (I was already looking around for cameras which may prove us guilty). She was about to pounce on his turban and strangle him with the barrel of cloth on his head over a bench. Haha. That guy forced us to move it back okay! What a cheebye. And so we packed our stuff, ever so slowly. By the time the Singh turned back, we were already happily laughing out of the library. Go move it back yourself la!
Met Jannah after that and headed to town to check out stuff. Jannah, as always met us 5 hours after the initial time. Ok fine la, 32 mins and 43 seconds late only. As a word of caution, i advise all of you out there to allocate a time that is at least 1 hour earlier than the actual stipulated time, if you're meeting up with her, okay? Hahaha, she is so killing me. Town is depressing. So many nicely dressed, thin, rich, preppy girls parading around with their equally hot bfs/gfs. Town sucks when you have no money and look like you just came home from NS after a "tekan" session. Let's try not to care so much now.
Good day after all. Positive outlooks trumps all evil, i say.
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