2x .
Phew! It's been long since I had such fun. Meaning the T3 trip (ok the whole airport) with valencia and chantel :)
Valencia was like so moody in the morn', I thought I did something wrong again, until when she asked me if I wanted to go T3, man, her whole face literally brightened up when I said ok! Wow. The power of agreement. Anyway, then sat through Lit exam, it was horrible. My hand really felt like it was falling off. But it wasn't as bad as Geography thankfully. So yeah, then went to look for sarah, but she had other plans, so valencia and I were like looking for people..... When we saw chantel. She said yesssss! Awesome, so off we went.
We zoomed around in trolleys like maniacs and we bought candy, (we stole 2 jellybeans :P) And we ate KOREAN FOOD. Somewhere called "fresh bulgoggi". Right. What a mouthful. Anyway, it was really filling, so we had the power to drive our ''nascar racecars'' (its tiring i tell ya) and yup. It was AWESOME. With a capital A. Right up till the part some crazy old guy appeared.
We were at T1, (by the way speaking of t1, sososososososososo sorry to Chantel for rolling over her foot/burning it/injuring it with the trolley. Sorry my lover!!!) ok back to the story. We accidentally knocked over some dustbin, yeah people stared and stuff, but it was over in a few seconds. Then, this old man who looked like he had a dead fish's eye for eyes suddenly appeared out of nowhere and statred swearing like it was nobody's business. Then he said something like we couldn't put our bags on the trolley, couldn't sit there.... THANK GOODNESS I WAS ON THE PHONE, or else I would have socked him right there and then. Then, ok here's the $#&*)%% irritating part. He shoved(threw) our bags at us and then wheeled the trolley away. Not before throwing our chocolate wrapper on the floor over his head.And swinging the darn trolley and injuring chantel and I. Arsinator. *we interrupt this post for some cussing*
Fine, then we were like debating whether to lodge a complain, but we obviously decided against it. See, T1 is so damn low class. Low class environment, low class workers, low class dustbins which topple over so easily. :X
Went back to t2 and t3 to piss off in a better environment. Ugh. Continued eating our cadbury crunchie (i want more.) then trotted and raced around. Then chantel and valencia went home, I had to muck around the airport waiting for mum to finish work and dad and sis to come. Waited in the bookshop for idk how long, went to the toilet to sit in the cubicle and hear cleaner gossips, waited at the bookshop again, read mags, read books,.......... AND DAD AND SIS WERE ACTUALLY OUTSIDE THE BOOKSHOP THE WHOLE TIME. They were just a few metres away, and they didn't even bother to move their arses to find me. And dad even CALLED to ask about my whereabouts. -.-
Then ate with dinner with my cousin and his family, and I promise you, my cousin is definitely becoming increasingly irritating. He's 18 now, and he's finally started to grow up. He is interested in girls and his looks now. Wow. But that's no the worst part, :he's become a liar too. He said that he had 3000 friends on facebook(rolls eyes) and he said that the person who appeared on newspaper for having 2000 friends couldn't beat him. Cheyah.When I went to check today, he only had 199 friends. Loser much or what.
So basically, the whole dinner, I just sat squahed up in a corner, hearing everyone brag about themselves, talk about studies, while I was silently eating my sushi, sweating in my uniform. And when the dinner was finally over, I asked if we could go home,cos I felt really sweaty, and my mum said: Serves you right for going to the airport.. I was like ''what?!?'' and she continued talking to her sister. Sheesh. At least made it home in time for Ghost whisperer.
posted by parquish @ 8:13 PM
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