It's a dirty free for all

Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Don't stop, make it POP

I am very behind time. And I don't know why I'm still blogging. Basically, I am nowhere near even 1/4 of contract readings and I have contract class at 12nn tmr. Then there is tort readings but luckily tort is at 515pm. Yes. I end so late tmr. But I can relax on Thurs and Friday right! So wrong!

Contract 2 - 12nn to 315pm

Tort - 515pm to 645pm

Apparently, I have tuition on thursday at time of the unknown, and then we're going to the Project Xinyuan OCIP info session thing at 7pm, next is timbre because timbre is soooo like overdue. Friday will be uh, not great. Training?!?!? at 1pm. (I'm so dreading this) Vinay's house to play Wii (yes, I have one at home too and I'm going to someone's house to play it) at 4pm. And if I'm not wrong, I'm supposed to be doing next week's tort and contract and lrw readings on Thursday and Friday. This is so ridiculous. Sometimes I really have no bloody idea what the hell I'm doing. Maybe I should just hole myself up at home. Maybe I'll actually get things done. During minute like these, I think I hate myself, or maybe I just hate some things, not myself (since when I don't freaking love myself=)

At least I got myself a manicure today, while I waited 3 hours. My nails are back to BLOOD RED. No more demure pink. Saw someone in school with red nails today and I just though, "HEY! I miss my red nails!" Enough with the hot pink, bright pink, vampy purple, demure pink. The manicurist was like super skilled! I wished I was THAT skilled in painting nails! It's like she just paint stroke by stroke all damn accurate and flawless and pretty and omg! PRETTY.

Shall I now talk about this very creepy/scary cab driver. I was going to be late for my first CT lesson today, hence, I decided to take a cab! After like a few minutes into the cab ride, I felt a little uneasy, but I couldn't bloody pinpoint what on earth was troubling me. So I decide to look around and I REALISED WHAT WAS IT. The cab uncle was VERY FIDGETY. In a creepy way also. He kept fidgeting! Like serious fidgeting okay, it just gets to me, maybe I'm weird too. He kept scrunching up his fingers then opening them again (imagine twinkle twinkle little stars action), if not he keep changing the holding position of the steering wheel, or touching the gearstick (is that what it's called?) and doing the scrunching thing. This continued for the whole cab ride okay! What's more, he kept looking at all the side mirrors and rearview mirror! Excessively. You know how in driving school you're supposed to look at the mirrors every 10 seconds or something? His eyes were just darting from left mirror right mirror rearview mirrow left mirror right mirror ..... THEN HE ALMOST DIDN'T STOP IN TIME AND ALMOST BANGED THE CAR IN FRONT A FEW TIMES. I think it's a sooner or later thing, you know why? BECAUSE HIS EYES WERE NOT EVEN LOOKING AT THE ROAD IN FRONT OF HIM. The best part? He swerves from left to right and back again for the whole time, whether on normal road or on the expressway. He blatantly occupies 2 lanes then swerves back to the one of the lanes when there's a traffic light. Combine these swerving/fidgeting/not looking at traffic/almost bang the car in front a few times, I couldn't wait to get out of the cab okay. I was thinking if he really banged the car in front, I think I will definitely be late for my first CT lesson. Haha. That was the only funny part.

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Disclaimer: This is obviously not a very happy post. I'll probably forget that I'm not happy by the time I wake up tmr. I always forget.

xx Loved At 10:01 pm
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