Inflexible I am Not

VJC vs CJC
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Oh joy, we won the CJC match. Like there was any doubt that VJC would lose to begin with. We went in it knowing that the opponent was lousy so I guess it’s nothing really much to celebrate over. We will celebrate more when we beat AJC on Tuesday, so for now, let me catch myself up with the on goings on the past few days.

Friday was fairly mundane given that everybody was more or less busy with their own stuff and I decided to go home by myself after the match. I ran into Ang Hee on my way home. It must have slipped my mind that she stays at Mariam Way. Anyhow, it was quite an awkward encounter. Possibly because I was never really close to her and the small talks that we did to “catch up” were slightly text book, Moreover, when I ran out of things to say, there was just discomfited silence. Hah! Uncomfortable silence over awkward conversation, take your pick. I never am good with catching up with people whom I am not really close with because I can hardly come up of anything interesting to talk about, and neither can the other party. Argh, which is precisely why I do my drops-head-to-feign-sleep routine every time I spot someone whom I know, but am not really close to, coming towards my direction. Not the best way to avoid tongue-tied meetings, but at least its one way.

My Saturday turned out to be incredibly screwed up. It started primarily with me having more things to do than I have time and ended up with me having nothing to do with a whole lot of time. Let’s see, I was believed to have my morning free for me to sleep till the sun was high in the sky in view of the fact that I was going to go to the doctor with my mother who was bringing my grandmother for a check-up. Lame? Yes, I know. But they were all insisting that everyone goes since the old lady is going to kick the bucket any time now.

Yet, things were evidently not going as planned. My mother decided to wake me up at the wonderful hour of eight in the morning to go to the market with her to get breakfast. I was than dragged home, half asleep or half awake whichever way you like it, to eat and wash up before I had to rush out with her again to chop the mangled moss growing on my cranium. Than I was dragged back home by 12.30pm and was told that my grandmother’s doctor appointment had been cancelled. According to the grapevine, they want to bring her after mother’s day. Don’t ask me why, I don’t even want to know. (Ask the grapevine, sheesh.)

Thus I was stuck at home with nothing to do seeing that my plans had all been screwed. Even my plan to go to the dance concert had been cancelled as the people I was supposed to go with couldn’t make it in the end. Fortunately Yvonne was asking people to go out and the two of us ended up with Amanda at Darren’s house. It was quite a nice turn out, I guess, spending the weekend with friends, sushi and watching DVDs at Darren’s house. Haha.


The hazard flies.

Yvonne, Darren and I went to meet Audrey for dinner at Suntec. It was a reasonably spontaneous decision and a rather stupid one at that. We left at about 7.00pm and when we got there, there was only time to eat and shop for a while. Haha, oh well, stupid things are usually fun too. We ended up eating at Swensons because it was one of the fewer places that weren’t as packed as the rest.


Cool Pun. I'm currently experiencing a bimbo moment.

I definitely felt very under-dressed because I gathered that we would only be spending the day at Darren’s house and not at Suntec City. We finished at about 9.00pm and took a slow walk back to the MRT station to head home.

Sundays, as usual, are a boring event for me. I spent it watching DVDs that I borrowed and playing the Sims 2 which I seem to get quite excited over whenever I get to operate new functions that I have yet to control.

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