Im not a believer of miracles. Im not the type who goes to an exam hall knowin nuts and hopin to scrape a pass. No. no dat wouldnt b mi. i would be the 1 sittin in the corner and prayin. ha. u say. u pray. everyone prays for a miracle. in this case a pass. NO. tat wouldnt be it. cos if tats it then i would be god damn contradictin miself. i would pray yes.
I would pray tat i fall asleep during the paper so tat time would pass more smoothly. i would pray tat i can get my share of fun b4 my sentence after the results. then u say. i must be a freakin low life, hopeless sftg would seems a tad too pesist. ure right i would say. except for the sotg part. but tat doesnt seem the case today. today or rather tonite, my entire life revolve round miracles.... lets start...
815. CK being the extremely dumb mofo he was went ON TIME t meet vin who he arranged to meet in changi who would in turn, together go find crisp and lastly go meet the ocip pple who were back from CHINA. now i shallnt go into the UR MOTHERS SO FAT TAT WHEN SHE JUMP FOR JOY joke. u noe it. we all do.(courtesy of russel.) nevatheless bak to my adventure.
U c when i reached there. i was early. we arranged to meet at 915. and i arrived at 845. bad timing. coupled with sum plain stupidity. i waited. 15 mins pass. and then half an hour. and i started to say wth. for half an hour the bk was stack to the brim and i was left wif no choice but to sit on the bench outside and wait. then 45 mins passed and i was gettin pissed. 1st miracle of the nite. ya guess it yet? if u guess it was vincent late, then ure correct! (well at least later than mi. i ALWAYS CAME LATER. ALWWAYS. since i 1st went out wif the hc i was always one of teh latest. and today he beat mi flat.)
kk. 815 + 30mins=845. two toddlers came to me and suddenly jump and screamed and yell. i was jolted awake or rather distracted from my tots. Apparently they were running round and screamin tat there was aircon. they ran a few steps and declared tat there was aircon there 2! HOly S*** mother of jesus! they discovered tat the entire building was air coniditioned! but tat wasnt wad bothered mi. i tot it was a miracles tat they didnt jump off the sky train to heck whther the outside was airconditioned. i would have reckoned they would have sobbed and sat down and said there wasnt any air con. * if they survived the fall.
900. i was gettin pissed. cos vinny was getting a tad too late. idecided to msg vin and move to t1 1st. and he was hungry. cos i skipped dinner. no idea wth vin was doin. and reachin t1. i went straight to the bk. and found the queue quite freakin impossible(3rd miracle). screw the counter. then after tat i waited sum more, strollin round the terminal.
930. i was bored. f***ing bored infact. so bored tat i wasnt even pissed anymore. then vin reached. we then set off to find crisp. (who we met at the bk.) we then went round checking the flight no and stuff. oni to find out tat crisp screwed up the no and time. another miracle. and we went round checkin. and crisp was damn funni. man..... ask him if u wan 2.
10 sumting? we went to t2 to check and found out we were at the wrong place. nvm though. we or rather i had dinner. surprisingly the two were high.( i wouldnt outrule drug abuse as a primary possiblility or rather vin didnt have enough sleep. and he was goin nuts.) and everything just became of blur of vin svrewin up all i said and using it against mi. even eatin the choc pie(yet another miracle)
1035 after dinner went back to t1. got a drink tat. and i was rite. the counter was screwed. damn screwed. he took a minute to fill my regular coke.(another miracle) if i was the manager i would have sacked the boys sori ass. wth. he was the reason of the queue. no the business. and vin and crisp were waiting.
11 sumting the ocip reached and horray! we saw them for ten seconds ( at least i did yh and eun.) didnt brought spects so neva saw frank. damn sad. and i kinda mistook another woman to be yh mom. my bad crisp. i wouldnt comment whether this is a miracle or not. i leave it to the readers.
so miracles do exist. at least in the from of extreme screw ups and super dopes. but yet they do..... but blah who needs them? not when ure me...... signing off
