damaged tape.

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Sunday, November 30, 2008 7:23 pm

Pick up the god damn phone.

I tried calling weichao just now and the bugger didn't pick up the phone. I don't know why; people who don't pick up the phone just piss me off. Messenger pigeons should still be alive in this era. At least they can most definitely get the attention of the being called. Of course, I could go a step further and train an eagle or a hawk or a vulture for that manner to deliver my message. In that way, the person that I wish to contact will definitely get the message. Pun intended.

Anyway, I finally had my swimming test today. It felt nice for a change being the tallest amongst all of those being tested. Okay okay, for a bunch of 7-12 year olds, I should be naturally taller than them. I guess it's no wonder that I owned them in all of the aspects of the test. I guess the other parents are secretly trying to compete with each other. Perhaps this is what was going on in their heads while the test was underway:

"My AH BOY will confirm will one. See. RED TRUNKS RED TRUNKS. SWIM SO FAST'

Then enter me. The bastard aged 17. I practically strolled past the other swimmers.

"WHAT! Who the hell is that? BIG UGLY GIANT. AHYA, he older marh, so he would win.".
Naturally, her train of thought will alter if her ah boy actually wins me. Thankfully, that didn't happen. We have enough egotistical men already. I don't think I fall into the category. =)

I had lunch with my cousin afterwards along with his family. I swear he could eat a horse and more. I had my fill and just stopped stuffing myself. I don't want all that swimming to go to waste. I think after this test-I was told by the tester that I passed- I can pop down the Geylang Bahru pool and swim my fill. I would run since it is less of a hassle to run than to swim..but I like swimming a lot lot more than I like running. I don't know why. Perhaps I feel freer when I am in the pool. And for the last time, it's not for the freaking birds damn it.

Oh well, I will try calling weichao again. I will only try 3 times. After that, I won't give a damn even if he sent the A380 to deliver the message to me.

this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.