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Monday, March 07, 2005

you'll never guess where i am now. never.

i'm in iz's house. in front of her computer. typing this on her really cool looking black keyboard. =\ oh myyy the guilt. i shudn't be here!!!!!!!! nooooooo!!! =\ i am so dead. here's the story.

this morning. my phone rang. it was iz. "hey where are you?" i groannnneeeddd. "iz, you go off first kay?" and iz, the smart bugger tt she is, guessed it. "u just woke up?" i mumbled something incoherent. and i snapped my phone shut. after a frenzy of flying clothes and lathering colgate, i pulled my socks on and got onto the 190. the beauty of taking the 190 instead of the 985 is: I ARRIVE EARLIER THAN IZ even tho i slept longer. but the trip's really disruptive so yeah i prefer the 985. but in any case, i waited for iz at the bus stop and when she came we headed for the canteen. I bot a doughnut and we settled down into a bench. den we started talking.

"hey iz. i'm gonna crash rj and see huiting one of these days. you wanna go?"

"When?"

"i dunno. some day when huiting has a fun lecture. possibly friday. but she only has one lecture. if we wanted to crash, we shud've crashed today cuz she has lotsa lectures."

the idea was planted. the seeds were sowed. and now we're reaping it. we called huiting.. and after putting down the phone. we hopped into a cab and sped away into the sunset. okok. exaggeration. not sunset. but we drove off. the feeling of euphoria and guilt (mostly on my part) mingling into our scheming minds on how we wld explain the soup tt just boiled. oh. i cld feel myself cooking in the the trouble we got. we got off at tangs and popped over to wisma's mac's for breakfast while i deliberated calling my dad to let him know. iz smsed her mom so she's off the hook. and hence is not known as a truant but an absentee. i on the other hand am completely still submerged in this mess as a hooker (cuz i played hooky see?) we got onto 190 and i deliberated somemore on whether to call my dad. and now i'm here.

the guilt.. ohhhh the guiltt... THE GUILT. wad would my dad say if he found out? wld my teacher call up my dad? wld i get in trouble with michael tan? eeks eeeeeks eeeeeeeeeeks. my soul is tainted with the black of mischief and truancy!!!!!!! i shall sink into the deepest levels of hell and be faced with the torture of having to bear the guilt. thed crushing guilt. crushed!!! absolutely crushed. ohh my life is over. never shall i smell the sweet scent of Heaven or play with the angles among the soft fluffy clouds. i am tainted... EEEEYYYAARRGGGHHHHHH!!!

but really. as iz's dad as so duly pointed out: when he skipped school, he trooped over to the murtabak stall. we on the other hand. skip the choice school to go to another choice school. are we uber geeks or wadddd.???

oh. this is so angel-devil. i hate it. yyyee-arrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!

you're still the ones i want for life

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