To pour more salt solution onto my decomposing wound, Chicky-litty (the lecturer for Paper 2) wanted us to form groups as well. DUH. And she wants us to remain in the same group as in Paper 1. Like hello? I dun even have a group for Paper 1. And so that was it. I finally picked up the guts and made a new fren in sch. Ha. She just happened to always sit beside me in class. She just happened to wear the same colour combi as me for 2 consecutive times. Well, there was almost a third time but she was down with a fever. Say, there's always me and the same colour combi thingy. HAHA.

I guess she's like this God-sent angel to save me from depression due to no new frens being made? And im not kidding to tell u that her name's Angela. Like Angel-A? HA. She's 100% Singaporean and looks like the bad girl type, but after talking to her, i doubt she is. And we're oni grouping tog for Paper 2 and not 1 cos she's not taking that. So i told the Paper 1 lecturer, Mary-had-a-little-lamb, that im on my own. Oh well. The particular assignment is just MCQs, so i wun die so ugly perhaps. Then i had no idea why but Angel-A was down with a fever the next day after making frens with me. Uh..i hope the problem doesn't lie with me.

The next day was my Paper 1 class and this Mymmar (hope this is the correct spelling) ger came along and sat beside me. We had this little convo:

Mymmar ger (big smiles): Hi. Where are u from?

(before i could even turn my head towards her and say something)

Mymmar ger: Are u from China?

Me (tries hard not to burst into laughter): No-No. Im Singaporean.

Mymmar ger (looks at me as if im God): OOHHH. U're Singaporean?

Me (raises right eyebrow and smiles in doubt): Yeah.

Mymmar ger (smiles again): @#$!@#$%@#%. @#%@#$^#%^. #^#$%&^%^&.

So there u have it. After that i couldn't make out wad she was trying to say so i remained smiling at her like an idiot.

On Fri there was the Paper 5 class with the 50-year-old man whose butt is by far, the most perkiest butt i've ever seen. No joke okay. Angel-A came too and we had fun laughing at the weirdo girl who always talk rubbish to the perky butt during class. I mean, this weirdo girl seriously makes a fool out of herself whenever she opens her mouth to say something that's freaking childish. I got so pak chek that i started shaking my head to Angel-A whenever the weirdo girl speaks. I wonder when will the perky butt scream his lungs out at her and ask her to get the hell out of class.

Fri night the medic came home from camp and went to check out my aunt's leg which was badly cramped. So i stood there looking at him doing his routine checks. Can't help but to find that he realli resembles Dad when they're in their serious mode. Afterwhich he went into the room and fiddled with the com while squatting.

Me: Can u pls go and bath? U smell W-E-I-R-D.

Him: And so do u.

Me: *Kicks him in the butt and ran off*


After his bath, he showed me his 2 punctured holes on both his forearms.

Me: Wad the hell is this???!

Him (with his signature grin): Testing how to do IV lah.

Me: OMG. Did anybody cried??

Him: Nope. We were all laughing.

Me: HUH?! Laughing at wad??

Him: Laughing at blood spurting out everywhere.

So i stared at him in disbelief while trying to figure wad exactly goes on in the minds of the male species. Like, wad's so funny with blood spurting out everywhere? Cos i dun think i laugh whenever my period comes. Do u?


That fri night i slept at 2AM plus and this idiotic guy from nowhere just had to gimme a morning call.

Idiotic guy: Hello?

Me (in my buay song sexy morning voice): HELLO?!

Idiotic guy: *gasps*

Me (opens eyes): WHO'S THAT??!

Idiotic guy: Uh sorry. Wrong number.

Me: A-S-S-H-O-L-E!!

No worries. I hung up immediately before he could return me his cursings. But i guess i woke my bro up with my 'A-S-S-H-O-L-E!!'.


Then we woke up and bla bla bla. I sat there watching my bro hung his laundry while drinking my first cup of water.

Me (wasn't in the right mind): U love hanging the laundry, duncha?

Him: *turns around and rolls eyes*

After that he pulled out the black shorts from the washing machine and flinged it infront of me.

Him (with his signature grin): I wore this same pair of shorts for a week!

Me: *turns and complained to my aunt abt it*

Aunt: I know. Just now when i helped him to pour the clothes it all smelt soury to me.

Me (burst into laughter): U stinky. *jabs his butt with the nearest bamboo i could find*

Him: *turns around again and double rolls eyes*

Me (points to that line of underwears): Then must u change so many of that? Just wear the same one for the entire week lah.

Him: That's for field camp lah u.

Me (my turn to roll eyes): YUCKS.



I conclude that i love my bro to bits. And it's so fun to have him back home. Yeah. Cheers for not being the only child. =))