300

This is my 300th post. That aside, let's talk about what happened today. That's why you are here right? No..I don't serve porn here.

I went back to school today in a big hurry. Mum forgot to wake me up as she was too engrossed with the little one. P.S: He has already gone home today so my room is finally vacant for my own use again. I left the house at early 8 and practically ran to the bus-stop. You see, bus 100 isn't that punctual. It adores coming in pairs or worse, triples which often leaves late folks like me panicking. So, with that early-bird spirit still within me- like how I arrived 1 hour earlier for the O level papers-, I decided to be early for the PAE briefing too. Gosh. Don't tell me I am becoming kiasu.
The talk was alright although half the time most of us were oohing and ahhing about the courses available in the PAE booklet. I did start to get worried though. Worried that my O level grades aren't good enough to cement my position in VJC. But what the heck, the papers are already in the Land of Bean and worrying would be superfluous. I might as well be merry and jolly.
After the talk we proceeded to Orchard.
The shops were closed.
How poetic.
We lingered in Wheelock Place; marveling the number of outlets that were closed. I was annoyed and found it ridiculous that Crumpler would only be open for business at 1.30pm. Like. What? But it's Weijian who's getting the bag so I just went along.
We went to the Shaw Tower later. I got my cap from Topman and might just wear it tomorrow. Now I am just thinking how to wear it. And there is no way in hell I am gonna turn it back and don the cap like a skateboarder. Yuck.
There is a trip to East Coast Park tomorrow. I do intent to make such trips a regular thing; let's say going there every Saturday to ride a bike or just work out. Anyone interested? Ya ya, go Maple all you want. I don't find the game fun at all. Sorta lame.
If my memory hasn't rusted yet, at the moment, there are 6 people going to East Coast tomorrow? The main objective is to teach Dewei how to ride a bike so that he doesn't land himself with a gay pal on the chalet night riding a two-bicycle or whatever you call it. I would be honored to teach a 9 A1 student tomorrow.
Muahahahaha.
Okay. Got to go. My Ford GT awaits.