So.. today was a fun day.
Woke up bright and early at 9am! Took a shower, dressed up, grabbed a few extra sets of clothes and set off for Aljunied MRT station. I live in Clementi and so Aljunied seemed to be lightyears away. Got on the train, found me a seat, parked my ass between an Indian and a smelly, muscular guy. *sigh* Attempted to read this book I got from the library the other day but it sucks so bad. I just finished the prolouge and already I can't stand the damn thing.
Now, the reason I got up bright and early at 9 was because I was supposed to meet someone at 10am. However, just as I woke up, this person SMSed me telling me to get there at 10.30 SHARP instead. I got there at 10.40.. Ooooops. BUT that person wasn't there yet!! I bummed around, had breakfast, and this dodo bird finally showed up at 11am.
We proceeded to this warehouse building and into a photo studio. Thats right folks, I went to a photo studio today. However, I wasn't taking any pictures. Its my great debut as a MODEL! sort..of....
Ok.. that was bullshit.. I was more like a subject then a model. My friend is this art student in NAFA and she needed some fella for her photography project. Sheeesh. I only did it cause she seemed so desperate.. She said her grade depended on this. When I got there, I found out that there were a WHOLE BUNCH OF OTHER PEOPLE!! She didn't really NEED me.. I felt so... cheated.. cheated of my sleep. of my perfectly lazy thursday. *sigh*
On the other hand, I got to see a professional photographer at work, not photographerS but photographer. Just their lecturer. The rest are as good/bad as me I think, cept for one guy maybe, who was the lecturer's assitant for a period of time. It was kinda boring and slow cos I had no clue at all about what I was doing there. Just stood there. Waited 3 secs, turned to the left.. wait.. turned to the right.. wait... that kinda shit.
After all that was done, it came close to 3pm. Bloody fucking hungry by then. Got me a nice can of Mountain Dew. Good thing I filled up my cup to the max, cos this bloody idiotic bee did a "
supafly" on me. The sonafabich fell right into the can!!!! I can still remember it.. He was strolling along the opening of the can, then he went over the edge.. then, *bloob*
Piddled my sorry as to a friend's place, helped him with something, then piddled my way home. Is that a word? Piddle? Sounds piddlish
pid·dle Pronunciation Key (pdl)
v. pid·dled, pid·dling, pid·dles
v. tr.
To use triflingly; squander: piddle away one's time.
v. intr.
To spend time aimlessly; diddle.
Informal. To urinate.
hey.. there IS such a word, but I used it wrongly.. My mistake.. I WADDLED my way home.
Sometime around 10 to 9, I decided to go for a good run. Man that was a bad idea.... sort of. I HATE running, but I have to start sooner or later.. so I figure these infrequent runs might help.. a little... anyway.. the fun thing is after the run, I was still able to do a total of FIVE pull-ups!!
Kudos to me!
wahaha
and that.. was my day :)
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