Is it just me or does the Chinese have this ability or rather the knack to do everything...fast. I was in the canteen after school eating lunch. I'm quite sure I was one of the first one to buy lunch. It was this dish called (I'm not sure if its right but this was what I heard) 'Ying Yang'. Its like noodles in some gooey soup.

Its the shit baby. In a good way. I'll remember not to associate food with shit anymore, okay?

So there I was eating professionally with a pair of chopsticks. 10 minutes later, I looked around and saw that everyone was done. Like..everyone in the whole damn canteen!! And I was only halfway done. Are they fast or am I slow?? I'm postive that I'm one of the fastest eaters in the whole of PJ.

Once again, I am wrong.

Its not just with the eating, they even talk, walk and finish their homework fast. The thing thats bothering me is the fact that I feel so damn slow. Like a herd of turtles stampeding through peanut butter slow. God, I am seriously failing to blend in with the crowd and I've never failed before. I still remember the time I that I could switch from 'high school prom bitch queen' to 'loser who hates westlife' just like *snaps fingers* that. I could even change my route of topic in an instant. This day I'm talking about how we need to appreciate all music as it is and the next day I would be telling people how much I want to kill bands like Coldplay.

Call me a freakin poser or a fake but atleast I was damn good at being a fake poser.

Now I end up talking to people who I thought I won't even associate with. Associate as in the type of people who won't get me or get irritated by me. The type of people who would always remain as 'that kid with big hair' or 'that dude who laughs like a hyena and 'that chick with colourful braces.' Get what I mean?

I'm not exactly sure where this post is going...but I just needed to vent that out.

Anyway, we had out Cool House project on display today. The mission was to build a house with good ventilation so that the temperature inside the house is lower than the outside. Basically after two weeks of hard work and..and..stuff, it was cancelled. The weather today wasn't sunny enough. It looked as though it was going to rain. We were sitting at the terrace trying to stay awake. I was so bored to the core that I ended up sitting next to Jasper and arguing about who's house is gonna survive if it rains. He asked what I was gonna do with the house after all of this is done and I was like 'I dunno. We'll see.' He said that he wanted to set fire in his house to see if the smoke will rise through the chimney.

+_+'

Jasper were one of the few people who I thought I would never associate with. I'm wrong again ay. But we did have a jolly good time pointing and laughing at 'WH's' group whose roof went flying across the field.

That was...strangely funny.

Thank god its Friday tomorrow. There's just something about Fridays that gives me the extra urge to sleep late and watch tv.