Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Oh my god I'm so glad Nat forced me to miss dance class today.
We almost had to reschedule our day out for the third freaking time.
I miss her so much.
This boy is seriously bothering me.
He carries his cumbersome schoolbag, so big it is forced into an unnatural square shape that threatens to blow up if one so much as add a piece of paper into it.
I don't remember bringing so much things to school in Sec 4.
My bag was probably lighter than my school uniform and it gets blown away by the wind all the time.
In addition to the chunky bag, he has a briefcase-like carrier with the zip waiting to burst.
No files meh?
Its only January for heaven's sake.
How the hell did he accumulate so many worksheets.
Its obvious that he hasn't packed his worksheets since last year.
Or even the year before.
Add geeky glasses, totally tucked-in uniform and a slouching back to that image.
Oh, and pimples. Lots of them.
Handsome right?
After taking the same bus with me home twice and sitting beside me, I conclude that he's not a snorer.
Bad news is, he's not so charming when he leans his head back to sleep.
His mouth is SO WIDE OPEN you can actually perform teeth filling on him without him noticing.
After I saw him sleep like this I had a mortifying realisation.
I sleep in the exact same way too.
Everyday for 40 mins x2 to work and back home on the bus, my mouth slackens and I probably drool a lot while innocent passengers watch on in disgust.
Interesting how we see our own flaws in others huh.
The problem I have with him is not that he is too handsome.
Just the fact that he pretends to be going home at the same time just to take the same bus as me.
I'm so not kidding.
I think we're the only two poor souls who live that far away who take that bus service.
At first I thought that it was a coincidence that he was always near me.
Then when pretending to sleep on the bus, I saw him standing beside my seat waiting for the auntie next to me to alight.
SO THAT HE CAN WAKE ME UP WHEN WE REACH PASIR RIS.
omg he's so predictable.
That day I was scratching my armpits [with both hands at great speed] as if I had lice to signal that I was no longer asleep.
Thank you handsome boy I know that you know where I stay but I DO NOT want you to take that opportunity to touch me anywhere to "wake me up".
See my hands?
They're full of armpit lice.
But he still tapped me on the shoulder.
"Your stop.."
I shrugged his hand off and snapped "I know lah."
He didn't get it that I was turned off by his over eagerness to be friends.
Today, I tried to escape my usual routine to avoid him by leaving office 20 MINS EARLIER.
And he was there.
Lurking around behind that pillar looking out for me.
I was running and I think he saw me too.
Because there was no other way to exit to get to my bus stop, I snuck into the building where he was ambushing me while he pretended to walk the route I was going to take.
I lingered around some 5 mins before leaving the main gate.
And I saw him there.
Watching the gate like a
hawk limping goat.
So pathetic was he.
Slouching and looking at me expectantly.
No choice.
I had to run the other way to the next bus stop.
What am I going to do tomorrow.?
He starts surveillance of my only route from 5pm leh.
The usual time I leave school is 520pm.
Should I stay till later or leave earlier?
I hope that things won't get so bad that I'll have to resort to using my special Mickey Mouse foldable umbrella.
♥Bid Farewell