Friday, November 30, 2007

HIATUS

Sorry for not blogging regularly.
I feel so extremely uncomfortable after finding out that if you google Tori Tease, you would find this.
It doesn't exactly get me excited to know that some people whom I don't want them to read are now reading this.





E stop squeezing my boob you perv.


Well, I've been busy filming and wasting my life away.
I had Prom just 2 days ago. Prom's not such a big of an event, it's really overrated. I won a loser bouquet and I had fun finding for tranny looking girls. My classmates looked really hot, especially Denise and Sok.
The highlight of the main event was not the crowning of Miss Cambridge 2007 but E finding a caterpillar in her vegetables.
Tut Tut, Swiss Hotel, you need to do something about this Hygiene thing. If they had washed the vegetables in the first place, the worm would not be there. But anyway, no one can stop mistakes right? You can only learn from them.

The whole conversation with the manager;
E: OMG IT'S A WORM!
M(manager) :No its not it not it not (in his really bad english)
E:YES IT IS
V: IT IS, I STUDY CATERPILLARS(haha like real) AND THAT SHIT HAS THE SPOTS AND PATTERNS OF IT.
M: No it not. it not. it not.
V: THEN YOU EAT LA

Manager walks away to the kitchen and comes back

M:Uh, this kind always have in vegetables. All veggie have ones.
V: oh ok.
E: So what is it huh, what is it
M: This one actually eat is okay one.
E: So what is it, what is it.
V looks at E with a straight face -____-"
M: Can eat, won't die one.
E: so what is it. So it's a caterpillar right, huh, it's a caterpillar.
M: no, no! WOM, WOM (his way or pronuncing "Worm")
E: so it's a caterpillar! it's a caterpillar.
M: No no, Wom, wom!!

Crazy.
I played my compose piece which I made 3 mistakes in but whatevs it still sounded niceee.
Met M after with her friend Tessa. Ann came along. E fetched us to Gardens.
We got high on teh-bing and went home.

I'm too freakin lazy to blog, goodbye!

Half of this post was typed out yesterday and this is the continuation so, erm, don't mind the choppiness.

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