The Monkey Says: Because I'm That Nice

It's remarkable that I question my loyalty and generosity and *insert something noble here*. Point to take note is that if you are my desk mate in class, taking all sort of shits I throw your way, encouraging me to skip school with you, and to not do a certain subject's homework (I'm good I swear!!! It's her!! ;p), and if you were to perform in a particular ballet concert, oh boy, COUNT ME IN!!! with the most expensive ticket if it isn't too expensive HAHA ;p

My desk mate, Charmaine happens to be a ballet dancer, a pretty good one for that matter and her ballet academy was doing this charity concert and this bony skinny ass was performing. At times I really wonder how she does those pointy thingys when she can trip over flat land. I'd put 10 bucks on it that she will somehow stumble or come near to a fall whenever she's in a train. She is THAT clumsy. I already am known as a klutz to a couple of people, imagine this woman! She's like 10 times klutzier. But she does ballet and I don't. Heck, perhaps I could but my inner talent is thus hidden underneath my flabs and fats and what nots. I learnt ballet once okay! Like when I was 7? I was pretty good okay! I remember doing the routine and I was like damn proud of myself so I would run out of the academy and tug my mom's shirt and ask her to buy me apam balik or loklok. Then I stopped because I was getting too fat to support my weight wtf no lah, I'm not serious. I stopped because I realised the leotard was making me look like a big pink blob. Eh this one serious! I was a vain child. Anything that I didn't like on me I won't wear okay. I didn't even let my mom pack my luggage bags when I was young because I claim she's damn outdated. So yah, the pink thingy was getting too ugly and it made me look fat so scoot!

Anyway, back to my Sunday story. Her concert was at some place called Civic Hall in PJ near Amcorp Mall. Oh my goodness I went to the toilet in the hall and OH MY GOD LAZ. I peeked through the first cubicle, and uh, shit. Second one, period stain. Third one, floating tissues. Then I stopped lest I puke right there and then. Damn gross can!!! CIVIC Hall my foot! I beh tahan toilets that cannot flush okay! Summoh dunno why everybody shitting and having period which makes it extra gross! If not shit and period stains, everyone's weewee would be mixed and it'd be damn yellow so gross can!!!! Even when I wanted to wash my hands and the sinks were like dirty and they had like strands of hair all over them ugh!! SO GROSS CAN! Even though I wanted to pee, seeing the condition, I swore my bladder became twice its size to support the urine! Ugh. I hate dirty toilets.

The hall, on the other hand, was pretty acceptable. The concert was super punctual can! Like exactly 5 pm they dimmed the lights and the emcee (the most boring voice ever I swear) started his addressing.

Alright, so I have no idea which dance is called what and the pictures are pretty blur because they're all moving and if that's not a good enough excuse, Joo Ying took them! Not my fault ;p And in the CD she burnt for me, I couldn't copy the video she took of Charmaine's dance to my computer some data error shit so sorry no video of Charmaine dancing. Joo Ying couldn't upload it to YouTube because it was seemingly too large for YouTube -_-''

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Charmaine was an absolute stunner that night and she should've known with constant cheers from our seats when she was dancing. "Go Charmaine! Charmaine You're The Best! Charmaine Woohooo!!!" Despite the fact that she was at the far left and behind, my attention was on her the entire 3-4 minutes of the performance. Seriously lah, she's so small but they put her at the back -_-'' She said it was because she was *tall* that's why she was placed at the back -_-''''

Nonetheless, I enjoyed my time there, exclaiming whenever I saw small kids dancing or whenever there was an emo song as a background song. Seriously when I sat there I was like telling myself, next time must send my daughter and son to ballet school. Like typical Chinese nia, must be good in music dancing studies and be pretty/handsome. Oh must have nice name also. Imagine if his name was Surname Ah Fatt or Surname Ah Leng .. spoiler sial!!!!!!! Must have pretty English name and must have nice complexion. My husband must be handsome wtf. And wahlau how many times did I use "seriously" in this post @_@ Seriously my vocabulary is seriously dead.


*edit*

Ah Loon left today T_T Quite sad despite the fact that I'm not close to him T_T
But still quite sad T_T Now whenever got emo song or aeroplane or anything that reminds me of an airport or an airplane I think about him T_T
It didn't help that when he was going down the escalator some emo song played in the airport. Pfft.
8.40 pm.

Bye bye Kheng Loon T_T Be good and stay safe and get ready that room of yours in your future house for Gin and I to crash in!!!!