Friday, October 3
@ 10:35 PM
i've FINALLY managed to switch my units. (: (:Well I have yet to receive any replies from them on thursday so I had no choice but to attend micro lecture at 330. During breaktime, I went up to look for the UOL prog. head and told her of my situation. At last someone entertained me. She handed my case to someone else. I think it is the woman whom i spoke to the other time.The best thing? I'm given the choice to choose which lecture class I want to attend and I opted to go for Mr Seet's class because Clare doesn't seem to be able to make me understand much things from the one lecture i attended. After doing all the procedures, she told me. "Since i've already helped you switch unit, I won't reply to your email already." -.- I've ever said that I can't dance to save my life. Can i take back my words? I went mambo for the first time on Wednesday (PH) and boy, it's good. No doubt that it can be quite retarded sometimes when you see some people dance and doing all the moves but I cannot really be too bothered with it. As long as i'm enjoying the music it's fine. We'll just laugh over it and probably not talk about it until the next mambo.. Now, i can't wait for the next mambo !!And that's probably because of the booze i've taken. Since it's one for one before 12, I had one flaming lambo and one blowjob. After that we utilised the drink coupons and got Heineken. I had initially wanted Corona but they don't have.. Plopped ourselves down on wine bar's sofa and slurped malibu mango while watching Liverpool match. My first time watching soccer match at a club eh?! Cabbed home at about 4plus and it's the first time i ever heard/saw police stopping a cab at a roadblock. The most they will take a quick look inside the passenger seats and all. This time round, the police asked the cabby to pull over by the side and asked the passengers to get down to get their particulars. Im not too sure what's the reason for doing that. The passengers on that day happened to be me and my friends. -.-
It's like so rare. I seldom get stopped at roadblocks. The only time was when the police woman came over and asked where i came from and if I took any alcohol before this. Like obviously even if i did, i won't say yes right? But she just wants to smell if my breathe reeks of alcohol. Ha! But no police ever asked for my ID. What's worst is that neither of us are driving that day! It's a cab for goodness sake. Anyhow, it's still quite a cool experience. haa.
It's a cool night afterall. (: