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    Sunday, September 05, 2004
    Title : hostel nite
    Time : 11:05 am

    Earworm: Hey Ya~~Outkast

    Who the hell came up with that idea?

    Misinformed about PE getting cancelled on Friday, last period. hate getting sweaty. even tho it's just a mild game of Captain's Ball. I touched the ball like a total of 5 times in the game. Yay for me. If not I let the ball slip out of my butter fingers. Ball games are not my forte at all, unless it involves a harmless ping pong ball...ah now you're talking!
    Anyway after playing in the burning evening sun, time to head back for hostel dinner at 5.30pm. shuttling back together with me was Z (on the hostel prom com) and brit. Z was practically dozing off from fatigue of staying up til 3am to finish her tutorial. Singapore has this effect on you =/ Brit meanwhile was fussing (again) about formal wear required at the dinner table which was held at the glamorous location of the hostel canteen aka jail cell. me gettin messages from my adamant room mate who had her mind made up of skipping the confounded event.
    So..sorry Z looks like McDs is more inviting than hostel food.

    Saw Jol on her way to her uncle's house in Johor. struggling with two big bags of luggage. Packed all her notes inside. Ha! let's see how much mugging she can do back home. *Sniff* I sacrificed my hols to stay caged in the hostel for swotting. Sent her off in 158....then we waited, for brit's room mate LH. also for mine YH. suey ended up joining us too. coz we were stupidly waiting at the bus stop for all to see we're skipping the hostel function.
    So we trooped to McDs...CK joining us later after his PE.

    After that, somehow something made me go for the hostel dance.

    Who the hell came up with this idea?

    The hall was huge. perhaps emphasised by the sad fact of the little people who filled it. Some of us JCians just stood stiffly in our uniforms, not bothered to dress up for this do. in contrast, the sec school students were dressed to the nines, banging their head and shaking their hips to the music. At least some of us were having fun. Ah, well, they must not get out often.

    So the night sucked. Only amusing part was seeing the look on A's face when he was summoned onstage as a hostel king nominee. and also KL for queen! you go, girl!