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NUS RMBR Trip
Friday, February 26, 2010 // 9:27 PM

spotcheck today.
and idk today i say how many times already.
but then, i got caught for my hair, which i tell you, i pinned up really nicely before it.
and yet miss ling caught me cause she say i normally never clip de, wl, of all people observe me!
and she didn't catch me for my skirt, when alot of people say its frickin short. so :O man.

sometimes i really just can't stand some people.
and then i feel like slapping them.

LA, hahahah wr, i saw your kimusan (:
even though i look like im not paying attention at all.

okay then left school half an hour earlier, went to lunch with pam, ben and wr then went to NUS (:
you know what, wr doesn't know what's an intern -.-
anyway, ben was like bullying the intern with us lah. upon knowing she teach year 5 bio, he say want test her, in the end test all those uhm, human body facts or sth.
cant rly rmb what, then wr was like "why dont you just ask her whats your height!"
then he say "ohhh okay! what's my height? 189? ooooh thankyou!"
LOL.

anyway the museum was damn cool, though its like full of dead animals on display.
wr was damned freaked out by the monkey hahahah. and ben was taunting this another monkey, and i said it was going to haunt him tonight. hahahah.
had the briefing and then the museum tour.
ben was showing us this white thing at the end of the snake, and pointing out that it's its *ahem* (i shall be lame and not say the real word out, cause i know many lame and innocent people read my blog [: )
he was like "wl, it got two somemore! so powerful!"
then wr was like "omg, how come it's like come out of the skin one."
then i was like "LOL yours not come out of the skin meh?"
epic man.
oh if you until now dk what im talking about.
YOU ARE DUMB.

then have this classification thingy where you can touch the dead animal specimens.
i touched a dead stingray-look-alike thingy! and an octopus.
and this spongy thingy.

oh you know what, people? i lost my new pen ):
so sad lah, it was like one minute l8r its gone ):
but thanks wr, pam and ben (especially) for helping me find it (:
we didn't get our group picture in the end sighs.

k then we walked out to the main road to w8 for pam's dad, who is fetching me, wr and ben home.
we were waiting outside the centre of quantum technologies.
we were all like standing outside trying to get the strong blast of aircon through this spacing in the doors.
then this angmoh woman came and walked, and she was like drinking orange juice, and it stained her hand, and when she open the door, its stained the door.
so she became our orange juice lady.
yeah i know, lame right!
then she came out again.
carrying this carton of beer.
then wr was like "oooh. she wants to go party."
then we were all laughing. benedict say he sick.
then i was like "cmon lah. beer only. dont think sick leh."
then he argued "no lorh, one lady bring so much beer sure want do something one what."
then i argued back "please lorh, if she carries *ahem* even more right."
then again, if you don't know my *ahem* this time, you're average.
but slightly dumb.

then we started saying how girls always buy *ahem*s and put them in their wallets, even more than guys.
then wr, as usual, being slow, asked "huh? put beer in their wallets? how to put!"
LOL man wr, you are hilarious k.

then we started sneaking into the centre of quantum technologies.
sorry im like being effing lame now.
k anyway, we were like sneak in, quick look around, "shit got people! quick run!", run out.
hilarious ttm.
then we got onto the car. talked about random nice stuff i forgot what.
then we started inventing our own language.
which are all hilarious shit.
it all started with benedict claiming his jap improved with us C:

then he came out with weird sounding words, there's one that sounds like protista and another like monera, oh tiramisu also have. ahahahahha.
oh when we were thinking of the one for bye, benedict wanted to say "brie" but in the end he like paused halfway in the end shouted out "bra!"
yup with pamela's parents in front.
and then it took like a second for it to sink in, then we started laughing like hell.
lol man, so funny!
benedict, your mind's corrupted enough already.

k then reached home and all.
nothing else to say already.
except i loved today, which was hilarious ttm. i love NEP (:
next month go sungei buloh even funner (: whee.
can't wait.
bye, zaijian, sayounara, brie!
btw, dumb innocent people, if you wanna know what the two *ahems* are, ask me (:

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