how do you know your parents love you?

when you realize that when you ring the bell to your own home, the prinicipal of cedar is sitting in your living room, waiting to give you a personal talk on which jc to apply to.

eurgh.

hobbled home today, with 5kg (yes, i weighed them) shopping bags, my hair in a mess, slightly wet from the rain, and with a stain from hot chocolate from lunch on my shirt. too lazy to take out my keys, so i rung the doorbell.

a rather grouchy dad answers the door and shoves me into the house. "WE'VE ARRANGED SUCH AN IMPORTANT MEETING....HOW CAN YOU BE LATE?"

ah well.

learnt a little from the meeting.

but of course got yelled at by my parents for my "tardy arrival in such sloppy dressing after gallavanting around orchard road."

according to them, they told me that he would be coming.

my side of the story? "i didn't hear nothin' "

and i don't see why it's such a big deal. i've met him at dinners and stuff. and besides, he's my father's "close friend" and there wouldn't be a need of making a big deal of me not making a "good first impression" anymore, would there?

and besides, he seemed pretty happy that the "top indian student of singapore was from his school."

oh btw, it's one a the few times a male student topped.

as the former acsi principal he taught vivian balakrishnan and shanmugaratnam so maybe he's a big shot la.

oh well.

it's not he frst time i made a bad impressn on an important person.

anyway, had fun today.
am pretty convinced my sense of smell is gone.
after going to that place and smelling every single scented thing at one asian culture shop at holland v, we then went to bodyshop..to smell more samples...

and am pretty sure that gwen deary lost all of her remaining brain cells today.

*taken from jean's blog*
Lolled around Holland V for a while after shopping in Taka. Anjali and Gwen went to this weird looking shop and started sniffing these scented samples (came in Vanilla, Opium, Lemongrass, Ocean etc). I think all the smells must've gotten to Gwen because she wrinkled her nose and ran out of the shop going "I don't like Ylang Ylang!! Stop making me smell it!!!" I sniffed some Opium - smelt strongly like soap. Ylang ylang wasn't that bad though.

Then we headed down to find ear rings for Gwen who started to act...very strangely. Grinning and giggling away and playing with ear rings.

Gwen: *giggling* Hey guess what? I bumped into an idiot today!
Anj: Who?
Gwen: *giggling still* Me!!! Hee hee....
Anj: *stares*
Me: She's been possessed.

Anjali maintains Ylang Ylang and Lemongrass and all the other scents must've affected Gwen's brain. She also believes the red xmas bauble which Gwen knocked over in the shop must've hit some sensitive part on her head. So we stood outside the ear ring shop just watching Gwen grin, giggle and play with the ear rings by herself.

Me: *whipsering to Anjali as Gwen giggles over a pair of ear rings* What is she doing?
Anj: ....I don't know. Let's just maintain our distance first.
Me: I feel like we're looking at some exhibit in the zoo.
Anjali: *sounding strangely like those presenters on Animal Vision* As we watch, the Idiocius Stupidocous prowls amongst the merchandise...
Gwen: *hears us and giggles even harder*
Me: She now retreats behind a shelf...
Anjali: The Idiocius Stupidocous appears shy...
Gwen: *from behind* Oi shaddap la!
Me: It emits a loud squawk indicating its displeasure.
*Gwen reappears grinning and looking very red*
Anj: *in hushed tones* Idiocius Stupidocous returns from hibernation...it makes it way toward the ear ring racks again.
Gwen: Oi shaddap la! *settles on a pair of ear rings and goes to pay*
Anj: Idiocius Stupidocous appears to have made its decision...
Gwen: Oi shaddap la! *storming toward us now. Still grinning*
Me: When provoked the Idiocius Stupidocous bears its claws...such as now! *ducks*

And Idiocius Stupidocous proceeded to wallop Anjali bad.

hmph.

why do *i* always get the battering.
why can't jean get walloped once in a while?

this is unfair.

oh. and it's spelt ylang ylang.
without the i.