She Says.

Whatever She Says.

Don’t you be saucy with me

with 2 comments

When i clicked ‘End Test’, i could hear like every breath and feel those heart beats in my chest, throat, head and everywhere. K, just trying to dramatise The Moment cos I will never forget how incredibly Embarrassed and full of the world greatest Shame when i realised i’ve actually Failed my Basic Theory Test. Bloody Hell.

Failing the BTT is like one of those things that makes you go, Zomg, it’s true – I am really stupid. I was so embarrassed that i to attempt to cover the screaming FAILED word on my screen with my big fat face from the Ah Beng on my left and the Bangladesh national on my right.

Hurr.

On the other hand, i’m currently in the midst of Hall Camp but no thanks and thanks to my test this afternoon, i took the chance to head home for tonight. Maybe like the camp’s duration is about a good 7 Days. (another Zomg defining moment) Joined the camp only yesterday and i already experienced probably the Dirtiest camp game eveeer. Part of my recollection of what Sauces and Shits were used for last night’s game – Ketchup Sauce, Soon Kueh Dark Sauce, Vinegar, Flour, Oatmeal, Egg, Mango Concentration, Socks/Shoes/Hockey Stick/Plastic Bag/Tshirts soaked in Dark Sauce…. At the end of all the game stations, we were all soaked, down right to each and every available open pores on our skin, with the above listed Sauces. My white shirt became Dark Brown, my hair was rock-solid by the harden Oatmeal and family of Sauces, hands and legs smeared with Dark Sauce. And i haven’t even mention what were done to us during the games and as of today, after shampooing and washing of 5 times, the smell of the dark sauce lingers from my hair and hands – And I can never look at Soon Kueh the same way again. 

Nobody could understand our pain.

Anyhow, to mark a milestone of my personal Independence and Growing Up, i stayed over in my own room in hall myself last night. Stranger roomie weren’t here, so were the next door toilet mates. So i was practically on my own. 

My first step.

Independence;Dependence;Detachment;Attachment

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Written by hswei

July 30, 2008 at 12:42 am

Posted in Hall

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  1. HIIII shu!!

    there are some things which has to kept within the walls of hall 2.

    Grace

    August 2, 2008 at 11:12 am

  2. hahaha! you’re super hilarious babe!! continue updating, i’d like to see more=)

    zhi

    August 3, 2008 at 11:39 pm


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