The Ripped Soul

Saturday:

Left home in the morn for school. YES, SCHOOL. On a saturday morning. Just because SOME PEOPLE in my class can't shut up during her lesson. So annoying. And because of these bunch of forons [fucking morons] ... they don't have to attend the class if they don't want to, but for those that WANT to LEARN, have to attend the class. Is it fair? No.

Whatever. Had fun tho. Class was silent, more concentration. And she as usual, got all excited and everything and started linking points up. That's the only thing that's fun when she teaches the class. Her enthusiasm and excitement once she spells out the link to this and that. Ha! Not forgetting everyone looking at the bug crawling all over her chest area, and for her not to even realise it. HAHAHA. Ruby spoiled it tho. And I changed the subject to 'siam' the awkwardness of the class. I'm such a mean.. i know. But whoever cares.

Rushed home after class to change. Then rushed out again to meet the babes - aj and rach - at Sgn Int. Planned to head to Ice3, the place Dawn recommended me to have ice cream. But when we reached there, THE DAMN POTONG SHOP WAS CLOSED! So we headed to Cafe Cartel, BUT SOMEONE WALKED OUT COS THE FOOD THERE WASN'T TO WHAT SHE WANTED! Then we went to CoffeeBeanie for Tea-time instead. Chatted, played around, drank, chewed on cake, and decided to watch a movie. So we left the place for BISHAN by cab.

Only to get checked for Wolf Creek.

FUCK LA! I showed the lady my IC, she let me go. then what about the other two? One didn't bring IC, the other couldn't lie due to lack of fake property. So fuck it, we took the cash, and decided to head to town.

Went to cine, got the tickets without getting checked. Watched the show. THE ENTIRE FIRST HALF OF THE SHOW WAS JUST STUPID LA PLEASE. The accent was TOO much. And there was ALOT of talking. Then just as I asked AJ "eh, this show. we get checked for being 16 or not, the show is said to have violence. Where is the violence?" WHEN BAMM!

Everything starts happening and falling into place. MY god. I paid $9.50 for the last 20 minutes of the show. WTF la. But its scary as hell tho. Then tension is unbearable. You be like, "RUN LA FUCK! RUN! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, YOU STUPID BITCH? YOU'RE GON FUCKING DIE IF YOU DON'T GET OUT!" That kinda thing. I loved the head on the stick part though. Even as I shut my eyes, the sound effects were enough to make me shake.

Walked out when the creds rolled, took neos which I looked dumb in, then RC met up with her bestie downstairs. Saw some people as I waited who were totally over-dressed. Either to attract attention or what, I don't know. And fuck, I don't even give a shit. Walked out to 37degs at HMV with them. Saw PUG-JELLY! And the guy was totally dressed like.. nevermind. Showing his boxers and all. Poser. Even tho he's a celeb. What-ever.

AJ was begging Rach to buy this and that so she can get a discount on the second item. All I did was like, look at the guys shirts. Which are nice. But stupid. I'd rather shirts from Newurbanmale. OR freshbox. Then yeah.
Left to meet up with the crew opposite Ernie's place. Hugged the babes goodbye before I boarded the bus. Damn black cockroach in front of me stared as I walked. If I could fucking punch him, I would've.

Went for Irene's concert. The choir's good. Sounds just like the choirs that sing in movies and such. Like the harry potter movies and all. Loved Sakura. The beatles medley was a choir piece gone wrong. HAHA. Especially when everyone tried dancing. But like Irene says, "those who can't dance, sing." So they did quite a good job. For a mass dance by a choir. (:

Wanted to watch the hip hop fest happening outside though. HIP HOPPERS WERE DANCING ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND THE BABES WERE FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC la. If only such shit happened at clubs like in the movies. Battles and all. DAMN. S'pore clubs suck man, shit.

Left for prata then had a ride back home. Had a tour on the way as well. Na was telling all of us about the polys and jcs and schools, and the haunted road which led to Police academy. Took a look at it, and yup, I hate the place. Not good. Not only is it eerie looking, I felt a bad feeling creeping all over me as I took a good look at the place. Freaky shit.

TODAY:

Mass was BORING. Major BORING. Apart from FK's verbal diarrhoea, the mass was SO long. And it got so bad that mass felt SO draggy. So bad that after mass, Dicky was saying that next time, once mass extends after 11am, we start singing at Allegro speed. Go 225 all the way. HAHA. We'd be like, rapping the entire song! -LOL-

And the homily was just dumb lah. Telling people about temptations. And distractions.

Eg1: [long story cut damn short]

One lady wanted to pray the rosary and cook. Half way while saying the saying the rosary out loud, she shouted at the younger workers "EH! IS THIS HOW YOU CUT VEGETABLES!" So then FK told the woman "do you want to cook or pray?" then he brought the kids outside to pray. then halfway while saying the rosary, the kid said "wow.. the parrot is so colourful!" then FK told him off as well. "Looks like you want to look at the birds. Ok, lets not pray." Then the boy went "NONONO! ok, I'll shut my eyes and pray."

WTF la.

And then he gave his usual retarded smile. Don't know whether wanna smile or what.

Eg2:

Him hearing of couples making out at confessionals. And having find one at the confessional himself.

And the examples were all used to describe what? DISTRACTIONS/TEMPTATIONS WHEN PRAYING OR WHEN IN A HOLY PLACE.

Its stupid lah. You want to tell people off when they say something about a bird. And he says the enemies are Satan, the word and yourself.

But fact is, the only enemy is, yourself. Cos in the end, you're going to make the choice to be distracted or not by whatever that's happening around you. I mean, say if Satan really distracted you, and put Paris Hilton or Brad Pitt in front of you, you're going to choose to be distracted or not. To choose to continue praying or to be brought away from prayer to temptation.

Everything in this world boils down to one thing when concerning such things: choice.

And that's it. Nothing to do with Satan or the world. But you, and the choices you have to make. *shrugs* Don't you agree?

Better still, HE had to explain ALL that in 45 mins. When I just mentioned every lil thing that sums up to the same meaning in 10 minutes. Maybe less.

Seriously lah. He needs english classes. I wonder what he got for English oral exams..