wahaha.
everybody is not blogging.
yeah its officially the mugging period right now.
okay chill okay everybdy.
study must study.
but it must be balanced.
it must be paced.
to last till os alright. ( okay for waiyee u can chiong, urs is short dist race, ours is marathon but of course cannot chiong till u go ting dong alright. hey it rhymes. =))
kay never mind u all can read about the powerful junnie's Nose Torturing Day to destress =)
A few days back ( monday i think) i was tortured.
badly tortured.
too be specific, my nose was tortured.
okay it shall be known as the Nose Toturing Day.
let see
Event One Of Nose Toturing Day:
i was a happy little gal, going to school.
as usual wait for bus blah blah.
then 852 appeared!
happily i boarded the bus.
weeee.
and bonus! got seat!
wahaha so i happily sat myself down, beside this small chinese high boy. lets just call him F.A.L.L for short. ( may says that the chinese high boy looked Fat and Lumpy. so he is thus known as Fat and Lumpy Loser. )
nothing much happened throughout the whole journey really.
UNTIL
about 200 meters away from NY bus stop.
this SMELL reach my nose.
it SMELLED like rotten eggs plus a little fermented beardcurd sort of SMELL. basically it smelled worst than happy's fart. ( which is REALLY BAD )
guess what.
F.A.L.L farted.
=)
Event Two of Nose Torturing Day
Once again i was this happy little gal going home from school now.
i waited for 852 blah blah.
then on the bus i was happily listening to Usher telling me that i was his boo (awwwwww...) minding my own business.
then came this old lady ( okay mabbe not that old, 50 plus?) she sat beside me.
the suddenly, this SMELL reached my nose once again.
it was the most horrendous SMELL ever, i will rather SMELL F.A.L.L 's fart like a hundred times then SMELL this.
the auntie smoked.
and it is not just the normal cigarette SMELL. this auntie must have smoke a hundred cigarettes to SMELL like that.
it was just BAD.
it was so bad that even with my head at 90 degrees to her facing the window i could still SMELL those POISONOUS FUMES.
seriously, i discriminate those who smoke. i don hate them, i discriminate them. pathetic.
alright.
Event Three of Nose Torturing Day
returning home, i was a happy little gal once again. thinking that at home surely i wont get TORTURED.
i was wrong.
coming out of my room, going to the toilet.
this SMELL reached my nose once again.
i was immediately reminded of F.A.L.L's fart.
then i said
me: may, did u FART?!
may: wah! you can smell hor?! damn smelly hor? my smelliest in days.
i fainted there and then.
the powerful junnie