i'm telling you, first and foremost, that reading others' blog is so educational. yes! okay, maybe not educational. just... remindful. yeah, maybe that made-up word by me could be suitable.

i read avril's blog, and she reminded me that "OH DAMMIT. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE UPDATING MY FANFICTION ON FRIDAY!!!" but then i calmed myself down (2.1 seconds later) and told myself that there was completely no way of writing an entire chapter on friday because i had no access whatsoever to my computer that day. until 10PM, that is. but i'm not crazy enough to update an entire chapter so late. and then saturday came and went. more elaboration later, but still, not possible to vomit a chapter out. :D i'd do it today after MY EXTRACTION. (!!!)

and then as i decided to blog, i saw on my dashboard that eeleng updated, and so, i went to her blog. where i was reminded that today was the start of the GST hike. so people, starting from this day on, be stingy. yes. save money and save the Earth!

so that was all i was reminded of. and now, the boring part begins. you know, the part where i start recounting every single boring bit of my boring life. i'm sorry. but it's 'standard procedure'. you can take a seat and start sleeping, right about.... NOW.

:D

there, if you were nice enough to read on, you have just received a smile from me. to express how touched and grateful i am that you are putting up with my nonsense. but, moving on!

FRIDAY
school lessons were hell. information about teachers leaving made everything worse. it's like, we were plants being fertilised by dog shit. we didn't realise how dog shit were actually much better than the bullshit we're now being fertilised with. our loss. mr yeo's, ms cheong's and mrs bong's gain. because "absence makes the heart grow fonder" and by the time they return from the north pole, we'll all be clamouring after them like educationally-deprived kids.

anyways, after school i stayed back a while to edit the YEAH! poster. while i helped jacq with her physics practical. i was quite pleased by the fact that i helped jacq and avril with their practical, but then i realise that i was kidding myself because who the heck do i think i am??? they're going to fail that prac together with me and i will be friendless forevermore.

after that, me and jacq went to get our lunch-cum-dinner from cold storage. and then took a bus back to her spankin' new condo. omggggg, her house is so nice I AM SO JEALOUS! i want to move. her room is so nice too! every single thing within the space known as "jacq's new house" is nice. again, i want to move.

spoke to sze and emily online. but we couldn't use the webcam, even though we wanted to. imagine how bummed out we were. ): then jacq introduced me to her (very) hot hair straightener. another thing to be jealous of! i like it so much, i whined to my mom about it until she couldn't stand it. we may be buying it sometime soon. hahahahah. too bad a house isn't as cheap as a hair straightener huh.

i got two macadamia nut chocolate from jacq's mom before we shimmied off downstairs to meet jacq's new 'temporary car'. it really should be called a 'transition car' because she's going to get a new car soon. like how her previous house is also a 'transition house'.

we reached mg and met up with szewing. SZE, MY MOM SAID THAT SHE LIKED YOUR OUTFIT!

(it is now 13 hours later.)

1) my teeth hurts like shit.
2) i've got the hair straightener.
3) i have photoshop.

i don't really want to elaborate on my teeth. because i want to give everybody a surprise when i finally get braces, but i need to chart my progress. it's an audrey thing; sorry.

so, i got another two teeth extracted AND got the separaters inserted. it's officially-- i cannot eat. the separaters hurt and doesn't hurt. it hurts when i eat and actually try to chew with my molars. it doesn't hurt when i relax my mouth so the molars don't make contact. the separaters weren't hurting until the extraction pain went away. there were more blood this time and more pain. maybe because i already knew about the coming pain? anticipation is a bad, bad thing. really. my heart was beating so fast, i was grateful i wasn't hooked up to some machine which would keep track of my heartbeat. it was embarassing enough when i choked on my saliva after the anaesthesia was injected my mouth. the coughing fit seemed to never end. urgh!

enough of pain. i just ate another two painkillers. i hope it helps. i don't want to wake up in the morning with my pillow soaked in blood and my jaw aching like someone performed an illegal extraction on me overnight. seriously. i'm the greatest coward-cum-wimp EVER. that's how afraid of pain i am. which is ironic, considering how i adore braces. i still do, mind you. it's just the pain.

the hair straightener. my mom bought it when she went on a shopping spree for kitchen silverware stuff. she bought three wok-like thingamajigs. a-ma-zing.

the photoshop. my sister bought the laptop with her to a friend's house for project work. and when she came back, "oh jiejie, we have photoshop now." her casual tone was annoyingly casual. i study lit for a reason, you know. without my eyes leaving the television, i replied with the same annoying casual tone, "okay." like i knew she was planning to do that. but i really don't. i was aching for information on the inside. but, as an older sister, there are just some things you can't do. and one of them is bringing your younger sister the pleasure of surpring you. it just can't be done. everything has to be COOL and COLLECTED.

"what version?"
"it's photoshop 9.0."
"i see."
"yeah."
"avril has cs 3."
"oh."

SILENT VICTORY, BABY. :D:D:D

right. so let's rewind 13 hours back and continue with where i left off.

we reached mg and met up with szewing. SZE, MY MOM SAID THAT SHE LIKED YOUR OUTFIT!

so you did not look like a cowgirl whatsoever. maybe i did look like a school girl, but that's my style. i'm always looking like a school girl. more elaboration on this topic later.

so lovemg was the bomb! it was great. it made me wonder seriously if i should just be a christian. sometimes i'm amazed at this Jeremy pastor guy. i mean, it feels as if he's just talking to me. nevertheless. i've long accepted Jesus and God into my heart. i'm just not yet ready to accept Him into my life.

i sent sze and jacq home. my mom commented how sze's house and the whole row of it looked like something right out of a fairytale book. i thought that was nice. and then i went on to blabber every single detail about jacq's new house. i think my parent's know about my desire to move now. :D haha, but i don't think they'll move until Alston's safely in secondary 1. sickening. but oh well, i'll wait. what else can i do?

SATURDAY
i went out with jacq and emily (finally!). CIP was cancelled and emily asked the day before. seemed like all three of us were free, so it was settled! we went to plaza sing to catch Fantastic Four 2. it was fantastic (pun intended)!

i turned up late. again. URGH! i hate it when i'm late. it means that people have to wait for me. it means that i'm wasting somebody else's time. so i took a taxi. yeah, desperate times call for desperate measures. i didn't even tell my mom, because i know she'll be mad at me. the taxi driver was talkative. i don't know if that's a good thing or bad thing, but he emotional-blackmailed me. i knew what he was doing, of course, but i allowed it. he seemed like a nice fellow.

in case you were eloping with your imagination, please return to the surface of Earth now. the taxi driver was just talking about how teenagers were always treating taxi drivers meanly. he quoted quite a few examples, which i believe to be real-life. he first thought i was WORKING.

"so today's your day off?"
"er yeah."
"five-day work week. good ah?"
"errrr yeah."

at first i just thought he was being sarcastic. but then,

"you work at an office?"
"no! i'm still a student."
" -laughs awkwardly- oh!"
"how old did you think i am?"
"er, twenty plus la."
"what?! do i look that old?!"
" -laughs- no la. maybe you're matured for your age."
"oh. oh, okay."
"going to graduate soon?"
"er, no. next year."
"oh. i see. where are you going? why in such a rush?" (because i told him to try to hurry.)
"meeting my friends." (smiles to self when thinking about finally meeting emily and jacq.)
"aiya, going to see boyfriend then say going to see boyfriend la!"
" -shocked laughter- no! i don't have a boyfriend. i'm in a girls' school!"
"but i see some girls' school also have many girls got boyfriend one what."

yadder yadder yadder.

the whole conversation was supremely interesting. he told me about certain school girls and their inferred personality from the rude she-did-whatever. he also mentioned about some dead guy on the newspaper. we talked about the harsh life of a taxi-driver.

i guess that was basically it. he kept emphasising on the mean things which happened to him before, like people rounding down the taxi fares, so he has to use his own money to pay. and thus the obvious emotional blackmail. i gave him a tip at the end, though. i shan't tell you how much, but i think it'll last him a few mean round-downers.

so emily, jacq and me went from plaza sing to dhoby ghaut mrt to wisma, where we eventually departed. hahahaha, emily kept complaining about her obs starting tomorrow. me and jacq gave her plenty of tips. plenty. :D

and well, i haven't done any homework whatsoever. i'm so dead, but i shall start tomorrow. i really hope i can finish. :/ lit! urgh. seems like my fanfiction will have to wait.

random: i noticed how i keep using questions as my title. haha, i just saw it when i visited the "edit posts" sections. so funny.

and since it's getting late, i shall leave the schoolgirl elaboration for next time. better get some sleep!

with love.