Friday!

I left my place around 6:15pm to take 77 to Dhoby Ghaut MRT station, the bus was crowded and I felt relatively happy standing up (I still think it's weird I can stand after not walking for a month - like they say you don't know what you've got till it's gone) and around Orchard Road the bus started getting emptier so I sat down. Then around Heeren this bunch of boys boarded the bus and ended up half repeatedly glancing in my direction (must be some hot babe behind me)/making juvenile jokes about some gaming centre/making jokes about crabs (or getting them)/calling some woman on the bus a bitch. My expression was -__________- and I was relieved to get out of the bus. They were so loud they overpowered Middlemarch II.

Then on the MRT to Clarke Quay, as I got on the train and headed for the glass panel right at the left to lean on, I tapped my head on the emergency stop plunger. I was more surprised than anything, and just as I was recovering from the shock, I heard this group of Caucasians laughing to my left, and looking at me. Wtf. Thank goodness for Middlemarch II - I could pretend I didn't hear them (rather unconvincingly) and pretend like nothing happened even though I was 'AHH SO EMBARRASING' on the inside.

Anyway I got off at Clarke Quay and wandered around for about 10 minutes till I met up with John and we wandered around Central getting a little lost in the odd architecture there till we met up with Gen, Darren, Chun Wui, Gerald and Elliot. Fast forwarding - Cielo, Jim, Nicholas, Mong came and we went for dinner at Brewerkz. I was rather surprised when they didn't ask for identification when we ordered beer. It tasted like crap anyway >.<

Afterwards Cheryl came and we went to find the Turkish Ice Cream man and a few of us bought ice cream as he put up his little performance, even scooping up the entire tub of vanilla ice cream to 'give' to Gen. Somewhere around there we met Patrick Ong and he joined us in walking around. We passed by a bar who had this powerpoint slide with bad sex jokes and the whole bunch of us stood there to watch, fascinated. We then continued walking to the G-Max because a Cielo, Cheryl and a few of the guys wanted to do it >.<

It was so scary oh my goodness :x Standing there watching this group being launched off, I felt like I had been flung around into the sky as well. Anyway Gerald kept deliberating if he should go for it (the other G-Max, the sling one which seemed less scarier), because he was really scared of heights but wanted to conquer his fear. Eventually he bought his ticket and all of a sudden I was filled with this urge of wanting to do the same - this was a significant day! I had failed to recognise him, this was what I needed, my significant event to mark my new life! So I dug around my wallet and found the money and went with Cheryl to pay for it >.<

Because we were away, we missed Mong, Cielo and Chun Wui’s launch off, but we later saw them bouncing around in the air all the same and screaming. Later watching the video we realised Cielo was just screaming for fun and all of them were actually laughing. Weirdos.

In order to cut the tension short Gerald and I went first with Elliot and Cheyl. As we were raised higher and higher, the capsule started to tilt till all that really held us there were the straps and the ground grew further and further and I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to see how high we were. I was probably rambling something x-rated at the time, but I can't remember exactly.

What I do remember is Gerald saying 'ready?' and I felt his body twist from trying to pull the cord - but nothing happened! Then all of us were OMG and we yelled that he had tried to pull it to the ride operators so they said try again. Gerald tried two more times and we were still suspended up there till they eventually lowered us down. Oh my >.< I felt so unbelievably freaked out. Then after fiddling with the straps, they raised us up again and I felt more scared than before. This time I managed a few more peeks at the skyline than the last.

This time however the cord worked and as we flew down I felt my heart fly out from me and do a little dance as I screamed FUCK all the way down. I also felt something weird grabbing near my tummy/crotch and grabbed it - it was Gerald's hand (he managed to scare Elliot more though). After the first swing I stopped closing my eyes and continued screaming because I felt like it, though I managed to hear a few 'Chicken Nuggets' from Gerald. As the ride slowed down and we wobbled about Gerald said "MEL. You just made the entire ride M-18."

On the ground all of us felt trembly and couldn't walk properly for a while. I later found out from Mong and Chun Wui that there were some Caucasians complaining about how much I was screaming and how they wanted to 'climb up there and punch (her) to make (her) shut up' -________-

Mong, Chun Wui and Cielo were next and their first try went without a hitch and they were all laughing like mad from what we could see on the ground. Afterwards we all took a cab back because we had missed the last bus/trains back home. I still felt scared and trembly even on the cab back.

So yes, that is how I spent my Friday night on a superficial level.

I also bought tickets for Broken Social Scene and Múm yesterday so I feel rather broke now.

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I actually wrote that yesterday but for some reason the format kept going screwy and I transferred it to Word and never actually found the time to post it up >.<

Thursday is doctor day for me, leaving mid-way to go see the Gastro specialist in SGH and then after school I have a check up with the Orthopedic surgeon. Ugh I really wish I wasn't so sickly, today I felt quite sick and lightheaded for a good part of school and The Indian Preacher did not help me feel any better. I did have a good day today though, so hooray!

Daryl accused me of being mad for being happy suddenly >.<