Sunday, May 31, 2009, 2:29 pm
“If we’re going to be friends with benefits, I want health and dental.” (Woman to man in bed.)
ID: 126300, Published in The New Yorker December 8, 2008
I sort of thought things out last night before I could sleep. I figured out that the last award I was ever going to get was The Most Self Disciplined Student. That would be most shocking please. So apparently Most Caring Student isn't the last on the list, but rather Most Self Disciplined Student.
I played away my time since around 10am this morning. Have been gaming and have yet to have lunch yet. No one's preparing lunch and my sister just refuses to go buy packet lunch back. Lazy bum.
DELETED IN RESPONSE.
Anyway, Derrick, the post on the 60 Things Girls Don't Know About Guys is gone since this post is up. Awww. Too lazy to dig up the URL. =)
Seems like I have to go down to AJC some time before the 26th of June to get the application submited for the interview/audition. True enough, I haven't got the letter of recommendation signed, I haven't prepared a song to sing should I be asked to sing, nor have I settled the worst at hand - finish preparations for the Chinese O levels tomorrow. So I do have quite alot of things to be done. But most importantly, to do any of them or get them well planned, I need to have my lunch.
All said is done, and what's done is done, in its irrevisible truth of the cycle of karma.
“Actually, I preferred ‘Heaven,’ too, but then the marketing guys got hold of it.” (Saint Peter at Pearly Gates says to man about a sign over the gate reading, in red letters, “Birth, Death & Beyond.”)
ID: 38578, Published in The New Yorker December 15, 1997
PS: Clara - Hope you liked your surprise on your blog, planned by non-other but me! =)
