Guess I'll revert to the other skin.
I left school early today, because hey, no relevant subjects, and I sure as hell ain't going back to TP lulz. Actually, to be perfectly honest, it's not a terribad school. I just don't like it. This is a minor concern, but something I nitpick on nevertheless.
"Tampines Junior College".
Lol? Tampines. Rawflapuffles. Sara and I agreed this morning that if they renamed their school, it'd sound a whole lot more pleasing aurally (Tsk tsk. Dirty fellow. There are no connotations of any sort here!) and possibly attract more students.
While walking home I saw my mum driving out, so I joined her to shop for lunch as well as some CNY tidbits. I realized something. I felt terribly out of place in a coffee shop, because I just don't speak their lingo. My mum was waltzing with the aunties and uncles there with her hokkien, cantonese and whatnot.
Also, loud and uncouth people are a major annoyance and ought to have their mouth plugged with a toilet bowl plunger, thanks.
Bought some dessert back home and here I am. (Bloody sinful red bean starchy thingy with ice-cream, yes, ice-cream on top of it. omgwtfbbq.) Yes, you can guess it, I'm really fatigued and a nap is in order. Gawd, hope I can skip school tomorrow. It's becoming a drag. It's a possibility anyway, since I'm not staying. Ah, the pleasure of being in control of your choices.