hmm.
on friday.
i went to watch F1.
wanted to find a person to go to the mrt station with me.
but NONE.
all wanted to stay to wait for friends.
or to watch C.O concert. would have stayed to watch la.
but there's something else.
hahaxD
sorry la, pals.
i would watch the next time you guys are going.
i was supposed to reach at 7pm. but there was a darned jam. i was SO wrong in thinking that a bus would be faster than walking to the mrt station.
still. no choice but to wait.
at teh bus stop, i met hongjing. long time no see!
lalala.
he said that his parents would kill him cause he was so late. whoops.
but badminton is addictive. xD
thats true, and he agreed.
when i finally boarded 196, five 188 buses had passed and almost 20 taxis had passed.
wth -.--.-
screw the traffic.
but it wasnt only me who was caught in it.
bradley too.
LOL.
we started sms-ing and complaining about the screwed traffic, due to the F1 racing.
both of us wanted to see the practice.
LOL.
but in the end we didnt miss it.
anyways, even if we did, there would be another practice at 9.30. just that we needed to wait.
xD
bradley's a fanatic!
when i finally met my mum at city hall mrt station, it was so damned packed. like sardines in a can. after finding each other we chionged.
lol.
missed 5 minutes of it already.
before i went in, the security guards even checked out bags, and she smiled when she realised i just came from school. hahaxD
bought ear plugs.
blah.
poncho.
blah.
found gate 7, finally.
blah.
sat down.
realised it was wrong seat when this lady came up to us. lol!
when we finally settled down. i watched the cars zoom by.
hahaxD
ferrari was pro.
and cool.
good ness me!
didnt realise that all ferraris were striking red.
xD
n00beh winnie.
then while watching. bradley smsed me telling me about F1.
lol.
i only realised how addictive it was to watch cars zoom by when i could bear to leave the place. hahaxD
blah.
supper.
sushi!!!
blah.
midnight.
blah.
reach home.
blah.
bathing.
blah.
slumped onto my bed.
blah.
the beginning of another series of tired weekends.
