november seventh, two thousand and eight (also happened to be last day of semester one of third year).
woke up at four thirty-ish in the morning, realised that accidentally slept while doing my work, thank Allah that i did not kick my mac, placed the said mac on the table next to my bed, replied my friend's text message, stayed awake for what seems like few solid minutes thinking about what i should do when i wake up later since i have not finish my work for printing and for friday's class.
slept again. woke up to my sister's annoying alarm clock this time, noticed it was after fajr prayer, wait for a while, saw parents in the living room sleeping, brush teeth, took abolution, prayed fajr, continue with work till around ten, ate raya cookies (eww right?) in between, drank HL chocolate milk, chewed ice cubes, showered, got dressed, talked to mum, talked to auntie who was on the phone with mum, salam-ed my mum, contemplating whether to bring umbrella, tried few shoes before settling with the new boots, took the bus, reply text messages and ate famous amos chocolate chip cookies while in the bus, alight at safra, took another bus to school, thankful that it was the double decker bus and picked my favourite seat on the left side of the bus, continue with text messaging, smiled at a guy that looks like my friend, looked out the window and keeping a mental reminder about the scenery for later photo shoot with shaz, thinking about missing today's "lesson".
told myself whatever happens are okay and beyond our control when it suddenly pour, regret not bringing umbrella, arrived at school's busstop, noticed the friend-look-alike also alight at the same busstop, tapped ez-link card and noticed card value was S$6plus, brisk walked to school despite the rain, smsed my friends, annoyed nobody replied, tried calling, enter printing shop, qued for five minutes and gave up, took lift to level two of school's wing A, was suppose to meet De but she went out for lunch, annoyed at self, asked K for help, jammed the printer, happy that work is printed, arranged work in a file.
hurried to simlim to meet friend, bumped into gab who was smoking infront of cheers, recci few shops for video cam, whine a little how unprepared i was for the interview later, showed friend to mosque, went student lounge to continue arranging work in file, sat close to two strangers talking about who to invite for her party of some sort, finished arranging work but realised haven't print resume, went to toilet, find corner to pray, went to second level again, met De for moral support, print resume, very optimistic and happy at that point of time, bumped into friend who happened to skip that day's class as well, imagining how the class look like with nobody, rushed to taxi stand, bumped into very cute crush in school, happy (to see cute crush and) that the taxi stand was empty, enter old taxi, sad that have no choice but to board the old taxi (old taxi makes me dizzy, it feels so light and floaty), uncle taxi was so very nice and polite and helpful, talked to uncle taxi until reached destination, uncle taxi wished me luck for interview, uncle taxi only took S$9, alight taxi, smiled and wished uncle taxi a good day.
visually imagining myself go there for work, feel a bit sad, enter building, ask receptionist about interview to no avail, annoyed at receptionist who dilly dally to attend to me, sat on a comfy couch before gathering the nerve to call interviewee, browse through few magazines and periodicals, got a bit excited, answered a call from cousin, ate orange flavoured clorex, called interviewee, read harper's bazaar, interviewee came, being told that i pronouced interviewee's name wrongly, directed to another part of the lobby (loads of bookshelves with books), shoke hands, start showing and talking about work (felt like boasting), being told that work starts exactly 8.15 till 6.03, finished interview and felt happy (and concerned).
followed instict finding the busstop, sweat like hell, convinced that paya lebar area is the hottest area in the whole of singapore, took bus to aunt's office, happy that there is a straight bus home, reached aunt's office and happy to see cousin Y, cousin A, h, cousin S, and others, talked and helped a little bit, lunch at arnold's with cousin Y, cousin A, h, and two other good boys, happy and full, fiddle around and highly impressed with friend's HD video cam, went back office, prayed asr, helped with some typings, install photoshop on the computers, teach cousin how to use photoshop, prayed maghrib.
cousin Y showed puncture marks in car seat, cousin Y drove cousin A and i home, went for a car wash first, carwash person smiled four times, answered a call from mum, got scold for forgetting to run an errand but later saved by my cousin Y, arrived home, chat with dad sister and cousin A, checked emails and usual blogs and sites, disappointed with few rejection emails, mum kissed before leaving for her weekend trip, chat with cousin A again, ate dinner while channel surf telly, annoyed nothing good on telly, sister shared story about bus customer being kicked out of bus and was left in the middle of the expressway, amused with ridiculousness, prayed, showered and changed, and "slept".
woke at twelve thirty a.m. as cousin Y called, cousin A, sister and i got dressed, cousin Y picked us up at one, rants and rants in the car, reached destination and wait for friend J's bus from malaysia.
all five of us to downtown east for a movie, surprised that some people watch madagascar at nearly two in the morning, bought tickets for quatum of solace, mochas, tea, and sweet popcorns (which turned out to be a big mistake because the sugar make us more awake than ever), enjoyed movie very much, thought daniel craig's walk is so handsomely hot and that pierce brosnan was a mistake, discussed movie in car ride home, took turns using the loo, went to macDonalds for breakfast, a lot of talking and laughing in between, cousin Y send us home afterwards, reached home, prayed fajr and sleep.
the day after was spent recovering from the lack of sleep and extreme lethargicness. but all was fun and well.