Thursday, August 09, 2007 10:11 PM
9th august 2007Day a hundred and eighteen.
happy birthday singapore! this year would be considered my first year missing a national day parade. for sixteen years of my life, ive always seen the whole parade on the television screen. everyone at home would rush and gather right in front of the box just before the parade started. i have never went for one live at the parade itself and i doubt i'll ever get this chance again. this year, it's held at a totally different venue and yet im not back home to view the parade with my family on the couch. everyone's getting a four day holiday and it's unfair. of all years, it had to be this year.
im self proclaiming for myself a four day holiday. it'll be called 'amanda's holiday'it'll be stretched across two weeks. two days on the first weekend and the next two on the following weekend. ( you have got to be crazy if you actually thought that i would skip classes for my self-proclaimed holiday) firstly, i'll have my mum right on my tail. secondly, everyone's in school is going to ask me why i didnt turn up ( you have to understand this- everyone in school misses me even the teachers!) for now, there aint going to be any 'amanda's holiday' till i take over the world and declare that everyday would be MY HOLIDAY.
so while i sit here fantasizing on getting a holiday out of nowhere, you guys can go ahead and celebrate these four days and make me super envious. i am already envious of your long break so making me even more envious makes no difference. (sits in one corner emo-ing)
lunch period was funny, really hilarious. serious.
a typical lunch period would have the seven of us all cramped together at a small table fit for only 4 people since the sides would be cramped together by other neighbouring tables.
i have an identity crisis. one calls me a super girly name and the next mistakes me for a man. for real. gosh! what's with my name amanda?
'man...dy...'
(that's how she called me then as she gave me that 'look' )
'oh my gosh! DONT CALL ME THAT'
'NEVER CALL ME THAT. i dont like it'
(at this point i was going hysterical- waving my hands protesting against the use of such a word)
'why not?'
(still dubious to why she cant call me that)
'because. IT'S SO GIRLY. aggh!'
'but. but youre a girl!'
'i know! but it's over- girly'
(pauses to think. is there such a word- oh wells in amanda's dictionary then)
'fine then. i'll call you manda.'
'GOOD. you can call me that just not MANDY'
'i still dont get you. you're weird.
'you know people who suck their thumbs for a long time have bunny teeth'
(she goes on to explaining why so)
'omg. are you sure? hey! i dont have them'
'well, thats because you stopped soon after'
'no. i used to suck my thumb till i was primary four'
(GASP)
(everyone's jaws dropped and looked at me)
'A MAN'
(well it sounded like that though she said the spelling in hakka was a men)
'WHAT?'
(i turned to face her shocked by her sudden outburst)
'heyhey. cmon you know full well im a girl.'
'i know earlier i said i didnt like girly names like mandy but aman...'
'GOSH! im not a guy!'
'manda's fine not mandy and definately not aman.'
'and what happened to the da at the back?'
'you cant just take away the da like you took away the a for manda.'
'i dont wanna be a guy!'
(whines)
( everyone starts to laugh at my whining)
i promise you we didnt get high on our bus trip back home. i didnt even eat my chocolates today or yesterday. it was highly impossible i got high on anything i ate. somehow i think it's the craziness of a long day at school that drove both of us mad even more so me since i ended later.
i made her wait for me at the bus station, like how was i to know she would end her lecture earlier?my college only ends at 5.15pm for that day. for that, she made me do for her a favour of which i totally escaped from doing it when i got home. she kept whining about how long she had to wait out in the cold for me as she missed like two of the buses she could have took.
no wonder they said great minds think alike. ( well, not that her mind was really that great either) she said mine wasnt great at all and i agreed with her. i agree that my mind aint that great, because it's just the best, the most fabulous, the most amazing one you ever came across. that's my mind.
we both agreed to take a slow stroll back home. we both somehow didnt want to end up washing the dishes. gosh, we're so mean. ( sniggers HAHA ). you see. we reached livingston mall's bus stop at around 6.05pm. dinner back home starts at 5.45pm although there are occasions where dinner starts later at 6.15pm. we wanted to take out own sweet time strolling so we wouldnt have to wash up all the dishes instead only to wash ours. ( okay, i know we're really mean but hey, i wasnt the only mastermind behind it) she had a part in it too. wait! she was worst. she even said she might consider to stay back on days where i end school late to accompany me home. ( heck. it wasnt even for that stupid reason- the obvious thing was clearly, she didnt want to have to wash up the dishes either)
i wish winter would end soon. i have to go out and run. everyone's saying im getting chubbier in the cheeks. aggh. if it's not me losing my tann and appearing whiter by the day ( stupid lotion that im using). i know i have been eating. but hey, it's winter and you know a small girl with such a big appetite? oh wells, you get my drift. it's a wonder i can still mantain my figure. gosh. i need to lose those extra fat wherever it's stored.
