dragged myself t school today because i couldnt miss the computing UT. else i'd fail my module. day started off wrong. was late, so was b. a few scathing remarks but nonetheless both had a common grudge against the taxis that were all in hiding or on call. and at the fuck UT which had t fall on this day. got a cab after a billion years. thanks baby for putting up w my grumbling and frowns. i can be quite a grouch in the morning. cabby was a sweet thing who gave me some lozenges t soothe runny nose and a pack of tissues. LOVE. such people are extinct i swear. so the cab fare was a bomb. reached school in time.

weird stepping into that foreign place
being greeted by that not-so familiar stale air of the Agora
surrounded by a sea of faces, all more unknown than ever.
the not-so familiar route up t class
the once-familiar lift

and of course, there were the faces of the people i've not seen for years.
wasn't expecting red carpet treatment- not that i cared
but it was sweet t know that i was missed by people i missed terribly too.
for the other acquaintances i have in class, it's just another eyesore for me t see your faces once more.

and i missed V the most. endearing as ever. adorable as ever.
smiled abit.
oh yes i was happy t be around classmates once more. (:

but both your faces honestly ruined my mood.
friends-turned-strangers.
barely acquaintances
let it stay that way girls.
cos i don't want anything more w you both.

ended up skipping class since i had a classic group. couldn't have been better. FUCK. (i'm being sarcastic if you can't tell.) and so lepaked awhile at the vacant class room (oh lovely lunching place and discussions-after-ponning room- IMISSYOU.) w wanigiler and JEFS. they fagged, we talked, sprawled over tables, fooling about, oh the usuals. left for chicken rice opposite. then t jo's place. fit the label of uncouth teenagers perfectly in the mrt. what w all of us watching porn, me and b playing capcom and ra and jo playing need for speed. vulgarities were free-flow from me and b and noise was an understatement from the four of us. disapproving stares, frowns maybe? we don't care.

talked, guitar, cards whatever imaginable. yeah it made up the afternoon at jo's place. his mom was such a dear. she made dinner for us which was honestly fucktastic. left soon after and headed back t jurong w my head nestled in baby's neck. this was and will always be my favourite part of the day.

don't be obliged t smile at us if you think you can't
we wouldn't want t make you a hypocrite, wouldn't we angel?
you're too pureand innocent for that, no?
and you fatfuck, i know it's really none of my business but stop that 'baby' thing you're doing w your boy because it's honestly, quite appalling. you're supposed t be all sweet and girly. so try something better honey. how about sugarpuff? or candyfloss? or marshmallowpops. something that reflects your immaturity. lose that i'm cool and sexy mentality. you're anything but.

OH-MI-GAWDD I CANT BELIEVE I'M BITCHIN' BOUT MY EX-BESTFRIENDS.
so sue me.
i never once said i make a good friend anyway.