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Wednesday, August 04, 2004


quote of e day--
'haha, tt chinese high guy muz be damn pissed off...' victorian making a lame remark abt ME. m-e.

today is a most....most....unlucky(?) day for me. when e bus travelled to the stop b4 macritchie, saw abt twenty-odd yellow shirted ppl flagging the bus. i was lyk...oh shit. den all twenty got onto e bus. den reach macritchie bus stop. i was lyk...WADTHEHELL FIFTYOVERYELLOWSHIRTEDPPLAREGOINTOGETINTOTHEBUS!
and all of them got in. maybe squeeze is a better word. suddenly, i appreciated the sweet smell of ammonia, as i relished in the......brain-provoking SMELL courtesy of victoria sch. yup. u guessed rite. they were havin their mac run. i was unfortunate enuff to share the bus wif them. i took in a whiff n almost choked. now i feel guilty when i rmb i din chng during sec1 n 2 aft mac run. den i was trying my best to keep alive in e bus. den i juz had to hear the stupid qotd by a lame victorian. not tt im biased against victorians(hey i did choose victoria in 1st option form!)...aft all, as leeks said, one cat is black doesnt mean all cats r black.....the worst part was tt, when i got to my stop, I COULDNT GET DOWN! dun tell mi i shud hav elbowed my way thru all the stinky boys...not me. even if i was going home to bathe den. so i took a few more stops to interchng n took a bus back. took abt 15min more...
i was so.....dunno. suddenly struck by an inspiration frm nowhere to write a poem. my first poem. if it can b called a poem. i tink its more to let ppl luff at so tt they can take a break frm their common tests. aft debating wif myself over to post it or not, n aft rmb-ing abt chualc 'peformance', i decided to do it. here goes. prepare to throw ur rotten eggs.

(on the bus tt time)
I shuddered in horror at the yellow whirlwind,
I winced in disgust as they were approaching.
For I'd realised what it would mean,
besides the smell that was so overwhelming.

(goin down e bus liao)
I gasped for fresh air,
as I descended the stair.
The stench was now gone,
replaced by air-con.

(on the bus back frm interchng...)
I thought I was free,
but t'was not to be.
For a yellow group of three
boarded the same bus as me.

as u can see,(or r supposed to see) it was a clumsy attempt at rhyming, n the syllables dun fit. bt its juz for fun..haha. at least i din make it into a...rap.....lyk chualc =X



jam scribbled at 9:18 PM

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