ooh.. tough decision. hang out with the gay, fun (might i add, severely underaged?) crowd at mad monks OR stay at home and get a good night's sleep for once?
hmm.. i don't know. i am exhausted and the whole time i was out today, i was yawning. *laugh* vicanda once said asked me how i managed to sleep at 4am everyday and wake up for classes at 7am AND reach school on time. months later, she reached her own startlingly accurate conclusion (well, startling for me): everytime i was on the move, i would sleep. everytime i wasn't doing something, i would sleep. the moment i got on/in the bus, mrt, cab, car.. any form of transportation, i would sleep. *laughs* i guess these little fragments of sleep i get while on the go make up for sleep lost during the night.
what can i say? i'm genetically blessed with the ability to fall asleep anywhere, in any position. i just remembered my primary school teacher PK Hwang aka pimple king used to comment," who do you think you are? sleeping beauty?" on my falling asleep in class. in secondary school, it was a class sport to watch me fall asleep too. when i woke up, i found myself being eyed by the majority of my class after they had passed notes around to alert everyone on my snoozing activities. people even voted for me as the sleepiest person on freevote! haha.
a memorable quote by jo teo," ms tan, if you yawn one more time, i'm going to go over there and dig your eyeballs out."
a memorable incident: lit class. to kill a mockingbird. i fell asleep. my common excuse (when my nose started to touch the pages of the book on the table) " oh i'm just reading it carefully." apparently jo teo had taken notice of my head in my book and alerted the class. she then shh-ed the class and with everyone's attention on me, she aimed. and she fired. she threw not one but TWO erasers at me! the first one missed. when the second one hit me, i awoke. shocked, stunned but taking it oh-so-coolly in my stride, i just sat up straight and proceeded to attempt to listen to the class. ah.. fond memories.
a memorable enquiry, " how do you manage to sleep like that, your head hanging from your neck, without the use of your hands?"
AJ and i have this little manoeuvre called the 'shit-and-run'. it involves him shitting and us running. yes yes.. i know it's not moral or ethical, but i secretly think AJ enjoys doing it too. haha. one of the guilt-free pleasures in life.
while i was walking him, this little boy was playing with his remote-controlled toy car in bright yellow. when he saw AJ charging towards the car, he practically sprinted away while begging," please don't let him eat my car.." repeatedly. *laughs* SO adorable.
still deliberating over the mm issue. okay! the jury's out. we're going!
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