Saturday, November 10, 2007
Jean just returned from her class chalet and she can't help but shout, scream, pull her hair, and jump on her bed--"Sibei sian...chalet with HwaChong ppl not fun at all..."
Yup..thats true. Sentosa, island of sunny greenery and crispy sand, supposed to be 'funner' than the usual Downtown east, turned out to be like a cemetary, ppl cooped up in the hut all day sleeping. This is just like...pure shit.
Therefore, Jean says she is not gonna organise anymore class outings for her classmates coz they dun appreciate and they just aren't those who play. They do nothing but play cards and sit there mocking at other ppl like its the only thing they know how to do. She regretted booking Sentosa chalet coz her clasmates spoilt her image of sunny Sentosa. She thought they'll do the same for any type of chalet so she'll not be the one who'll organise the next chalet.
Anyway, they can't afford anything more than the cheapest kampung hut on an island but only know how to despise the hut. Luckily Jean only booked a hut. What if she booked a bungalow? She might never get back her money in a decade.
Jean shouts. She laments. Why is she so unlucky to fall into such a class, admist all the other better high school boys in Hwachong?
Yup..thats true. Sentosa, island of sunny greenery and crispy sand, supposed to be 'funner' than the usual Downtown east, turned out to be like a cemetary, ppl cooped up in the hut all day sleeping. This is just like...pure shit.
Therefore, Jean says she is not gonna organise anymore class outings for her classmates coz they dun appreciate and they just aren't those who play. They do nothing but play cards and sit there mocking at other ppl like its the only thing they know how to do. She regretted booking Sentosa chalet coz her clasmates spoilt her image of sunny Sentosa. She thought they'll do the same for any type of chalet so she'll not be the one who'll organise the next chalet.
Anyway, they can't afford anything more than the cheapest kampung hut on an island but only know how to despise the hut. Luckily Jean only booked a hut. What if she booked a bungalow? She might never get back her money in a decade.
Jean shouts. She laments. Why is she so unlucky to fall into such a class, admist all the other better high school boys in Hwachong?
what we could have been, 5:24 AM.
