When I handed in the paper to Mr Koh (he was late in collecting the paper and I had like 10 minutes of extra time, not that I put them to good use anyway I could think of absolutely nothing to save myself and all I could do was to flip through the paper frantically and looking agonized), I said, Mr Koh I think I'm going to do very very badly for the paper. And I must have sounded extremely traumatized because he told me to relax. GAHHH. BLAH BLAH BLAH. I MIGHT FAIL THAT BLOODY PAPER. The only way I'm not going to fail if somehow, miraculously, I get little half marks for all the nonsense I scribbled OH GOD WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING? Ok let me tell you what I'm thinking, I'm thinking of a 18.5/40 scrawled across my paper and enormous crosses all over Section B. IT IS SO SO BAD.

I can't even keep up the nonchalant attitude I had for Maths, after seeing that score (fail, of course, a miserable one at that) for the sets and venn diagrams test (WHICH I SWEAR I FULLY STUDIED). I am really expecting like a 29/100 for A Maths this term. To date I have not yet gotten an F9 for Maths before. Can't say I'm looking forward to it.

Ok enough of all these traumatic things. After the Bio paper (FAIL FAIL FAIL), I accompanied Wenwen to make her IC. First we had lunch. Lemon chicken rice and chin chow drink for both of us. I'm not sure if the combination is lethal, or is it really the lemon sauce, but we both ended up with killer tummyaches after that. Mine wasn't too bad, I just felt increasingly queasy, but Wen became all faint and pale. We almost shelved the idea of going all the way to Lavendar to make the IC, but since Wen had ponned her table tennis and would not be free next week, decided to persevere.

The woman at the counter who served both of us was such a joker -______________-'' She was like telling Wen if she used her handphone in there it would be confiscated, and Wen actually took it seriously. Dot dot dot. She said lots of lame things, the things your relatives say at Chinese New Year gatherings to garner a little laugh, and you chuckle awkwardly just to be polite. Yeah well. It was over in a while (with Wen complaining her thumb, which had just spent 10 seconds rolling in the ink pad, looked like it was decomposing) so we took the train to Marina Bay and took it back towards Jurong East so we could get seats =) It was the second time that week! And the next day, which was Saturday (and yesterday) we did the same thing again, but more about it later.

Annyway, yesterday was calorie-burning day. Ironically initially supposed to be at Seoul Garden piling on the fats and stuffing ourselves, but Shunwei had to attend her ah ma's birthday celebration, which she only learnt about the previous day, and Xinyi fell sick at the most sickening time. Sigh. So instead, I accompanied Wen to the OP warehouse sale (which I had already visited on National Day). She was late! Our roles were finally reversed. So yes, we met Nicky, Milton and Nicky's Jap guest Daiki (who can't understand about 99.9% of what people are saying around him because his English is no good) at Eunos MRT station. I did tell them to go ahead first because we would arrive later, but of course they couldn't find the waiting area for the shuttle bus-

Pooh. My dad has no idea what privacy is.

-and so we met them and went together. WENWEN AND I WERE SO MEAN OK. We laughed at Daiki outright (OUTRIGHT) because even from a distance of like 50m, his dressing looked weird. Ok so we laughed at a distance of 50m, but as we walked up to them we realised he was really just wearing a shirt and jeans, and nothing abnormal at all (hence we have no reason for our sudden outburst), but he was wearing a cap! Why is he wearing a cap?

Anyway, we needn't have worried about Daiki taking offense, because as Nicky assured us on the MRT hours later, his mother had once called Daiki smelly right in front of him (because he does't like to bathe I think) and Daiki didn't understand.

Oh, and Milton was there because apparently, Nicky had asked Milton if he wanted to go jokingly, and he actually agreed, and other than the fact that I can't see Milton as the shopping type, I was outrageously amused at NICKY AND MILTON shopping together. Sexist of me lah, but still. *shrug*

So at the sale, let me recount what happened. The sale was set in some ulu warehouse area in Eunos, and it wasn't even a warehouse ok, it was a large tent erected outside of a building, and there were 700 screaming females (significantly less number of males) jostling inside with one another and prowling through the t-shirts strewn all over the tables. It was WARZONE. They were experienced at combat armed with assault rifles and machine guns and what not and Wen and I were helplessly, pitifully, inexperienced with like stones in our hands. I wasn't going to buy anything since I had already made a trip there on 9 Aug, so I was helping (supposedly) Wen find something.

Oh, and why do people insist on bringing their 18-month-olds and newborn infants there! It is a very bad environment inside the tent! Which was why all the husbands and grannies and nannies and maids were messily spaced out on the area outside the tent, waiting. It was like a lawn picnic.

A while after we managed to find a spot at the tables, and stood there sifting through the mountains of clothes (after you eliminated what wasn't oversized, undersized, dirty, torn, ugly, inappropriate, white, there wasn't much of a choice left), Wen started a mini-war with this auntie next to her. Wen was tossing all the shirts she's gone through to her right, apparently right where the auntie was sifting through HER pile, so she auntie tossed all the clothes right back into Wen's pile. Thankfully it was rather inconspicuous, with the 2 of them shoving clothes at each other quietly (casual toss here and there). And yes I found a t-shirt for Milton's sis (exactly the same pattern as one of Sasa's OP sleeveless tees, just that this one was a t-shirt) because he asked for help, and but I don't think she liked it too much from what Milton said ("ok lah") after we all got back. So I told him not to tell her that it was a girl who picked it out.

I forbid Nicky from buying the wallet that I'd already bought =)

All of them got pencils and rulers for their purchases I HAVE BEEN CHEATED! They gave me nothing on 9 Aug. Pfft.

While waiting for the shuttle bus and brainstorming for ideas for lunch, Wen and I came up with an absurd idea. LET'S GO TO CHANGI AIRPORT. I think we more than coerced the guys into it, but whatever. We (Wen and I) mistook an ITE for the Singapore Sports School while passing it on the MRT -____________________-'' (embarrassing mistake) and we didn't get off at Tanah Merah to change trains like we were supposed to, so we had to take the train back, alight, and get on the train again. While waiting for the train, I saw this gross old Indian man spit into the MRT tracks. THRICE.

I'm ashamed to say we giggled at Daiki on the train (inconspicuously, inconspicuously) while he was playing Bounce slumped down in his seat and with his legs apart. He looked like a Japanese kangaroo! *burns in hell*

I haven't been to the airport in a loooooooooooong time, and never by train either. CHANGI AIRPORT MRT STATION IS SO COOL LAH. Stylo-mylo. Wen and I leaned back on the escalator up and looked up. Fun. We were worried of falling down, but still. Sent Nicky and Daiki to chope seats at BK (tricked, more like) while the rest walked around Terminal 2 a bit. Wen suggested that Anderson holds our graduation ball at Soup Kitchen. Because of all the hideous bamboos placed outside and around the front of the restaurant for decoration (steadfast with bamboo! LIEW LOR).

At BK, I ordered the Mushroom Swiss. Wen followed only to realise she forgot that she hated mushrooms. I think we grossed Milton out the way we transferred the mushrooms over to my burger. I was the last to finish, as usual. I said, Nicky, you know that if you place your hand over the chilli sauce, you will feel your hand heating up? And Nicky was all, Really? And I replied, Yes! Try it! And when he did I slammed his hand down on the chilli sauce (actually only a few fingers because his palm wasn't directly above yet). Courtesy of the Mayflower people who taught me that =) I will have you know Daiki was heartily laughing at his host!

We took the skytrain next. I got in at a different door from them and ended up being blocked off completely thanks to this irritating man who was oblivious to the frantic gesturning at Wen (the traitor who refused to say Excuse me and come over to my side). And I was holding my Coke and you can't drink on the train too.

At Terminal 1, we went to look at planes. Wen was so excited lah! Nicky and her practically lost it when they walked to the end of the viewing area and saw the Swensens there ("ICE CREAM! drool drool drool"). Never mind that we just had lunch. There was a playground there swarming with kids, and Wen looked like she was going into infiltrate the playground and traumatize the kids! Nicky and I went to the tic-tac-toe area after I boasted that I would beat him if we played (and I am convinced of it! Either I win or we draw. End of story =) After the HOURS of bored Tic-tac-toe-ing on msn, I can say I am a pro), and attempted to set the places for our game to start, only to have the kids mess everything up again. I took a picture of this really spastic animal at the playground (at the playground! No wonder kids are growing up to become crazy little perverts and serial rapists! The childhood trauma!). The things they are exposed to...

And yes, I had another crazy idea. LET'S GO TO THE ESPLANADE! Hahaha, they actually agreed. So we took the train again. On the train, Milton and I shared a conspiring look (something planned the night before) and he leaned into Nicky's ear to ask if he knew that if you wank, the hand you wank with will grow black spots/become hairy. So of course we couldn't hear it, but I knew what he was saying anyway, and Wen because I'd told her beforehand. Nicky's eyes widened and he went REALLY? and looked at his left hand. Everyone else except Daiki (poor thing, he didn't understand) burst out laughing until Nicky went, What's wank?

Sigh.

We waited a considerable amount of time before I told Wen to do it. She said, innocently, Nicky, my friend told me your hand can never be bigger than your face. And Nicky fell for it and put his hand in front of his face and Wen smacked it down. Daiki again laughed heartily at his host and even more after Milton pointed at Nicky and went Baka. Hahaha. Poor Nicky =) We tried out all our tricks on him.

Oh, we got out at the wrong station. I told everyone it was Raffles Place when Suntec was obviously at City Hall. I am ashamed of myself. Wasted 45 cents!

We did an unbelievable amount of walking. I will tell you what we did and you will measure the distance mentally in your mind and gasp. First, the walk through Citylink Mall (ultra posh everything. Even the 7-11 looks more posh) to Esplanade (I would have walked right off to Suntec if Wen didn't stop me.. hehe), where we walked up and down along the waterfront (still can't remember what it's called even though I've looked at the name a few times already). The uncles there tried to lure us into a tour of the Singapore River. They were like, it's $12 for half an hour. But since you guys are in a big group.. I'll charge you $11. -_______-'' I'm not even making this up!

So we didn't stay too long outside because the afternoon sun was still there, but I did stare at the water (fascinating how the waves move up and down) for a long time. Which was littered with rubbish. I liked it better it night where you can't see anything and can pretend everywhere is clean.

We shifted to the Esplanade library. AIR CON *swoons* It was all art art art music music music theatre theatre theatre film film film so we didn't do anything except sit down at one of those comfy black sofas (there is an exact replica in Sims 2) and look at the full length mirror that stretched the whole of the wall on the east. Nicky thought we'd walked into the mirror when Wen and I went to look at the shelves.

It was quite an interesting place. There was this man sleeping on the sofa and next to him directly was a sign that said No Sleeping In The Library. And next to him was a couple. Public displays of affection in the library are just wrong!

Ok I'm tired. I started this thing at 12.33pm in the afternoon ok! Of course I stopped sometimes and everything. And I can't bear not posting this after typing it for so long! But there's still a LOOOOOOOONG way to go before I actually end. So I'll continue this another day. Ta people.