Temasek Rejected Me
Sunday, April 10, 2005

I got a letter from Temasek Poly today. It had my name on it. The school rejected me... AGAIN. Sigh. I'll just rot in NAFA then.

Know that feeling where you just want to say something but just can't put it to words? Yea? I'm feeling that now. And I HATE it. Sigh.

WELL, I'm going to say something amusing. Try not to laugh alright?

Im going to INDIA.

OK, you can stop laughing right about.... NOW. Practically EVERYONE is asking me whether my dad is going to matchmake me to some guy in india with a big, bushy moustache. No. No I'm not. Rest assured that I will return un-married. Just the thought of reaching my village is so blah. I'll arrive at 9pm India time. Then I will get molested by the female guards on duty there. They look so scary. Im scared of them. Moving on, the immigration there will take and hour or so (just so you know, Singapore takes like 5 mins) Then the gruelling 8 hour ride starts. Its not so much of the 8 hours. Its just the roads. They have pot holes, and bumps and all the other un-even stuff. By the time I reach my village, my poor butt would b all bone-y and sore. Saded.

I think I better pack my hot water bottle.

...torn-apart

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