What a LONG DAY. OK, I'm supposed to be HOME ALONE, but there's some weird weird sounds coming from downstairs. I think it's my grandma. She stays next door and there's a link from next door at the back of our houses...

Nevermind.

Ani's really sick... so she's off to see the doctor. Hong Yong's accompanying her and my Big. Bro. drove them to the clinic. They said that when they arrived, the number was 69. Their number is 86. For now, the number is 80. They still gotta wait. Gosh, that's like, freakin long. How come there're so many sick people?

Anyway, Maths class today was SO SO SO SO "dozable", "sleepable", FREAKALICKIN' BORING. How come Mr. Syed teach at SUCH a... ssslooooowww.... turtle pace? Like, what the... can't he teach FASTER? He's a university lecturer, NOT a PRIMARY school teacher. Can't he understand that?

It's Krystel's birthday today, and they got her a cake, CHOCOLATE, like, SUPER YUMMY. Happy 19th Birthday! So many Birthdays. It was Jane's Birthday last Monday. Happy 20th Birthday. YES.

I LOVE CHOCOLATE.

I couldn't sing the birthday song with them 'cos I was doing my english homework with my group. They were like, THERE. And I'm like, HERE. We could see each other. Perlin told me to go and join them, but I can't shrug off the responsibility of doing the homework, like, the other time. They'll think really bad of me. But anyway, we took A PHOTO. Yes, ONE photo, with me inclusive. The others taken, I guess, a lot of photos? I think I saw them snapping away with the camera. How sweet.

Then, English lesson was... OKAY. But the 'cher was like... erh... talking and talking and talking and... ...

Nevermind.

Had no time to each lunch before English lesson anyway, so I had a slice of rockmelon. 60cents! Like, 20cents more than HONEYDEW. And the honeydew tastes much sweeter. I'll never get the rockmelon anymore.

OK, so Loisa and I met after Eng. class to have LUNCH, yes, LUNCH at 3pm. FLABBERGASTED? But we finally ate at MEGA BITES! Yeah. We tried the Chicken Cutlet with some funny American sauce. $4.50. Yummy, but causes the "bloat-effect", uh-huh. You guessed it. We ended up really really full. Inclusive of Mash potatoes, fries and a Soup-of-the-Day. Lovely. The chicken cutlet was a darn big piece. The place was nice. Pretty nice.

After that, I went to drum with dear ol' fren cum "god"-brudder Matt. YEAH! So FUN. I love drumming. I love it so... MUCH. It's a great way to wind down after a long day. But the studio booking rental fees is like, SO EXPENSIVE. $10/hr for studio 2. $2 more than Studio 1. But the equipment, of course, is much MUCH better.

Then, we went to Plaza Singapura to check out Yamaha comtemporary music instruments and stuff. I looked through the drum-sticks. NO MORE TRE COOL ZILDJIAN ARTIST SERIES!!! So I must treasure my current one. And then get one new one I can drum till it wears and tears, I don't care. HAHA.

But I had very little money. VERY LITTLE money indeed. So I didn't buy any sticks. We went down to Long John Silvers. Matt had like, 10 chicken pieces and a combo set 2, I think. That's CRAZY! He said that his eating style is NC-16. I think so. How does he manage to finish the food?! That's insane! But the service and staff at the place really SUCKS. They should just do away with the bell. 'Cos I bet no one's gonna ring it for good service. The queue's cocked up, I ordered a drink, and the girl was like, ok, really slow at the cashier. She put a large cup at the drinks station, pressed a button, collected money from me, and there I WAIT. I WAITED... WAITED... ok, is there something wrong with the drink? ... I thought...

Then she went to talk to her supervisor about something. OK, so I waited... and Matthew came along, with my bag in a hand... ok, I thought he left it on the chair cos I didn't see him carrying it. We waited. Now my left hand's in my left pocket and I was holding a sprite in the other... wondering what was goig on. And suddenly the cashier was like... with a blur face, staring at us like we wanted something MORE. I gave a "haiz, what the..." face and pointed at the drinks station. And she said "OH!" blah blah blah bla bla... (I forgot). OK, but she's REALLY forgetfull. How can that happen? GOSH...