I searched her face. Familiar…

“This is Serene! From band, Newtown…?”

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ya! That’s it! Trombone section’s second in command!

MA’AM! I almost said, “Hello, ma’am”. She was my senior in band and I called her ma’am although she couldn’t have been one or two years older than me.

“Ahhh yes I remember,” I said “You look so different!”

“And you haven’t changed..!”

“So I still look gin-nah? Damn.”

“Eh you also go here ah? Good good see you around I’m going for my class now!”

MA’AM! Ten years on, she’s still my ma’am. Some things don’t change.

(Damn do I really still look the same? And if so… is this a necessarily good/bad thing?)

Anyway, I am in the market for a new laptop or desktop. I know this one won’t last long, judging by the way it kaputted right when it’s one-year warranty ended. The new netbooks do tempt me- they are so sleek, so shiny, and so much space in them too (mine’s 4GB… first generation mah wahlao makes it sound damn old).

But I realise that even with a laptop this light, I don’t take it out often enough to justify buying another netbook-kind-of-laptop, so what’s the point.

Eh why am I rambling about my tech-no-no-gy woes? When all I wanted was to say…

WOOHOOO I AM BACK ON THE INTERNEHS!

PS: Bahasa Melayu e-tutorials will resume in a couple of days. Lihat sini (see here).

But there’s the assignments…

Screw the assignments. I am going swimming.

Doesn’t help that my friend JY (who also doesn’t like the song, apparently) keeps on singing it, and even accompanies it with a dance! Le horreurs! (Smart alecks, I concede this may not be a real french word, and I admit I made it up).

So much for not liking the song hor JY! I still love you though. Thanks for organizing the yu-sheng last night! HUAT AH!

PS: Next time you want to pole dance at La Salle, make sure no one else is around, okay :P And please don’t endanger yourself (or my boyfriend) with silly rolling-downhill-games!

PPS: Thanks Audrey for the wax-crayon-heart! You should open shop.

where the salesgirl can fawn over you. Very nice, you should buy, very suit you!

Yah, very nice, I feel fat in this tsk, I should verrrry shoot you! Bang.

R said 98 degrees, I guessed the Backstreet Boys, Sari guessed N’Sync or Brian McKnight, JY was non-commital :p

Guess what guys, we were all wrong. HAHAHAHAHAH. So much for “sounds like a 90′s song” and “confirm it’s a black guy”, eh.

It’s Elliott Yamin lah, -I did my research Googled- of American Idol fame! (Thank you Blossom, for pointing out my mistake- Elliott with two t‘s, not one)

Nobody wins an Uncle LKY (not that Uncle LKY lah) golden-pineapple-nugget. Boo.

(EDIT: O HARLIE’s official CNY ’09 Pineapple-tart correspondent Mistah LFN reports that Uncle LKY golden-pineapple-nuggets are officially Out Of Stock.)

To all my Ox friends… damn we gettin’ old people!

Now I am cured!

But KFC was disappointing. KFC no longer tastes like it once did, when I was younger and hungry after swimming lessons. Even the coleslaw taste different. I say it’s time to say bye to KFC, and eat at  Popeye’s while they’re still good.

Yesterday Sari, Fn & I reached new heights in our friendship, when we discussed how we could *ahem* help society.

In other news, YJ made Fn eat palak paneer (spinach & goat’s cheese), and now the world is a much safer place! LAWL.

So here’s my resolution- to exercise patience with everyone around me.

(But please don’t take advantage of my new year resolution and purposely-purposely come late or whatever hor. Got limit one, okay.)