i think today was a waste of time. but whatever.
and i'm pissed. didn't go to island creamery in the end. guess why. ARGH. doesn't matter.
then anyway, miranda and i decided to go to east point : D and well, i sparked off this conversation topic.
CLIQUES.
i'm starting to think that cliques are an obligation. like you are obliged to be with the people in the clique. if say you want to hang out with some other person, you'll think twice, because you BELONG to a clique, and you should stay within it. yeah perhaps cliques i should say give you a sense of security? but once you have defined a clique, it is YOUR clique and you BELONG to it and you should always be with your clique. maybe it's not that good to DEFINE the clique. well, it's good enough to know that those people are your circle of friends. like you know you are a clique, but don't define it, cause then it becomes an obligation. and it's super weird if you aren't with them. i don't know la. okay i'm repeating myself over and over again but the idea's there. CLIQUES IT IS. OHWELL.
east point! ate the what ICE KIMO and talked. and then walked around east point. giving all the shopkeepers false hope HOHO. luckily natalie wasn't there. and then walked somemore. then my shoulder almost broke cos i had to bring my dictionary home .argh. so miranda suggested going to the osim upapa thing there to sit down. so we sat down there. and it was this back massage thing and miranda, with her brace on, cleverly sat on the machine. and then the machine died after awhile. HOW INTERESTING. miranda's damn loser la.
and i felt really retarded carrying the badminton racket and walking all around. then all the shopkeepers looked at us weirdly cos i bet they thought that we wanted to rob or something-armed with the badminton racket. HOHO. whatveer la.
i don't know what to do with my hair. LONG OR SHORT.