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Sunday, February 22, 2009
Ian: (facing down towards the chair beside him) Ey, what the hell lah that loser. I shall call him.
Joan and I exchange glances.
Ian lifts phone up, typing crazily.
Joan: I thought he was talking to his chair!
Me: Ey me too!
Ben: (turns around) Ey, you all lame, lah you. (pokes Ian) Ey Ian they think you talk to the chair ley.

Today's NAFA was funny!
The guys were talking to each other, and I was totally eavesdropping, then they started telling jokes. Out of nowhere. Then I started laughing, and they stared at me, and when all the girls at our table started laughing I realised that I wasn't the only one eavesdropping. :D Then they started on racist jokes (!) and a girl got offended ("Ey, I'm half Indian.") and someone told them to speak louder so she could eavesdrop some more! :D
Then this guy and I had a weird conversation.

Guy: You're uglier than she is.
Me: I know that. If I was in Mediacorp I would have won Most Ugliest Award.
Guy: Yeah right.
Me: What? I said ugliest!
Guy: Harh, really arh. You talk too fast lah! It's like, three words per second.
Me: NO. (pause) See, that 'No' was one second.
Guy: (laughs)
Me: Where did Anabelle go?
Guy: Went down already lah.
Me: Noooo her stuff are here.
Guy: (shrugs)
Me: Anyway, I speak as fast as you on the stairs. (He zooms down stairs like nobody's business. But that kinda threw off my point, but whatever.)
Guy: Oh really.
Me: Yeah.
Guy: Ha.
Me: Ha.
Guy: Ha.
Me: (pushes open door) Ha.
The teacher laughs at us.
Me: (continues walking down the corridor past the elevators to the stairs [me no take elevators])
Guy: (catches up)
Me: (checks phone and tries to call my dad)
Guy: You don't talk fast. You talk very fast. You talk ab.. abnormal.. abmornall.. abnormally...
Me: (puts phone to ear listening to the ring) You know what? Forget it. Really. I get it.
Guy: (laughs)
We just walk down the stairs, till the bottom.
Me: Hey, you didn't fly down the stairs as fast as the last time.
Guy: Yeah, because there're people in front. (points)
Me: Yeah, right.
Guy: It's a fact.
Me: Yeah, right, okay, whatever.

Hahaha.
It was weird. And funny.

@ 5:56 AM

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