Grouped with Bang Guo, Jun Yuan, Christine, Joelly and Pui Ling. Sweden went for British Council.
We were Group 2, had to ask for donations at the 3 MRT Interchange exits. Took 157 with Rou Yi and Leow's group. We stopped somewhere near Bukit Batok and waited for 188, which took us to Lot 1.
I haven't been to Lot 1 for, a year or so I guess.
Saw this shop at the interchange.
Group for the day, excluding Pui Ling, who was walking next to me. (From left to right: Christine, Bang Guo, Joelly, Jun Yuan)
We were told that we had half an hour's break, which we could have at any point of time. Since some of us hadn't eaten yet, so we decided to head over to Long John Silver because Starbucks wasn't open yet.
What Christine and I ordered.
I can't remember what we were doing when this picture was taken but we were laughing at Bang Guo and I'm sure of that.
Then Bradley, Brendan, Yee Jun, Cek Sin and Darren came in to have breakfast too. I decided to go and irritate them.
LOL, BRADLEY! Didn't talk much to them because I think they were irritated already.
This picture proves the violence Joelly is capable of. She's trying to poke a hole through a paper cup using a plastic knife (and yeah, she managed to do it).
We stacked our tin cans together. At the very top is the paper cup. We put a fork into the hole Joelly poked through.
We left Long John's because Bang Guo the Dog was whining that we weren't doing work. (Fine, we weren't.)
We split up - Pui Ling and Joelly doing the same area, Bang Guo went off to God-knows-where and Jun Yuan alone at some place near Pui Ling/Joelly's area. Christine and I loitered around.
I'm not that disappointed with the amount we collected. We got most of our donations from kids. We didn't really bother to ask those who seemed to be in a hurry, but those who weren't avoided us as though we were some venom. Their eyes dart around, looking out for people like us (doing Flag Day, I mean), planning a route in their mind of where to walk so they can successfully walk in (or out) of the interchange without being asked to be so kind as to throw a coin into the bloody tin cans.
Christine and I got quite fed up and were discussing that we were going to give up after successfully giving out the stickers left on our can, when Mr. Phor the Vice Principal popped out of nowhere (clad in a deep green T-shirt and grey pants, which deters from his usual formal work attire) and greeted (somewhat jovially), "Good morning girls!"
We were shocked for about, two seconds and greeted him back.
You know you have to tap your card and push that metal-thing (I don't know what it's called) after you're allowed access right? Well apparently, Mr. Phor hasn't taken public transport for a long time. This can be seen from the fact that he took his card out from his wallet (he doesn't seem to know that you can just tap your wallet as long as your card's inside), walked up to the machine and tapped his card. This is nothing wrong, of course. But what do you do next? Push the metal-thing, right? This is where it goes comical - Mr. Phor seemed to be waiting for the thing to open up and let him go in. LOL. So Christine and I, being the nice people we are, told him what to do. HAHAHA
We decided to head back to Lot 1 and give up asking for donations.
This picture looks dumb. Like really. I never intended to include my elbow in this shot, I just wanted to have my hand next to my face. Now I look like I'm ordering coffee at the coffee shop, "UNCLE, 两杯 KOPI!" (I don't drink coffee.) (Yes, Christine's slacking)
The amount of money in Christine's tin can.
Joelly's. >_>
Mine! (If you can see clearly, there are Japanese and Euro coins inside. I tossed all my spare ¥1 coins and got the Euro coins from a foreigner.)
This is Jun Yuan's tin... Like what the hell?!
We were so desperate for donations, we asked Ronald McDonald. (See that sticker above the crest on his jumper.) (We didn't stick it, someone else did)
Went into Zinc, where Jun Yuan committed a devastating and horrible act. I am extremely appalled by such prudish behaviour, Lam Jun Yuan.
He stuck a sticker to one of the (unsold) bags there. LOL.
I want to eat here sometime. Please bring me here. Haha
We saw Mr. Chan after that. Evil Jun Yuan decided to stick stickers onto Mr. Chan's bag, and instigated Christine and Joelly to do the same...
... On Nicholas' bag.
Jun Yuan soon got his retribution. Hahahah
(Yes Christine, you look spastic here!)
Him taking off the stickers upon realisation of the act.
We like, to camwhore. (Or maybe it's just me forcing them to camwhore with me)
I spilled my Chrysanthemum tea... what the hell. First time in years I've spilled a drink.
Christine and Joelly, here are the pictures you asked for: !!!
(Ew)
Mine (gave it to Zexun in the end)
Joelly's (this looks like an ad campaign: "Stop the oil spills. Save the marine life. Call 1800-OIL-SPILL now to join.")
Christine's.
Seriously, Christine looks hyper-intrigued.
Headed back to school.
Darryl sleeping in our class.
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Dinner with Auntie Doris and father's side of family yesterday evening. We didn't go to Raffles Town Club after all. Went to the restaurant my father's side of the family patronises often.
I was wearing this. Yes I love those heels, they're so gorgeous.
I thought I was overdressed but apparently I was not. When I got that I realised there Evonne was wearing a flowy green dress and had a lot of make-up caked on her face. She looked like she was going for a wedding dinner, not a family reunion. ._.
Jason didn't turn up again... As usual ): Winston turned up late. AS USUAL.
Took these pictures before we left home. This is the view you can see from my house but I'm actually focusing on the sky.
The restaurant stairs (we booked the third floor).
Eugene the baby cousin! :D Hahaha
When the dinner was ending, I went outside the restaurant for a while and emo-ed.
A passer-by shot me a disapproving glance. Because I was squatting down and looked like I was smoking.
I like this picture.
Can someone tell me what the hell happened to Hanwei?
He still looked like this last year:
And now he looks like this (the one on the right). (That's Ryan on the left) WHY IS HE SO F- fat - STOUT?!
