Wednesday, September 28, 2005

everything happens for a reason

titleless again...ha.. went to school today for marketing class, the only pple i know having the same class with me were meilian n jasmine but jasmine decided to attend wed class instead, leaving only meilian to attend the class with me, well that was good enough...much much better than attending lesson alone, it will bore me badly n there wun be anyone to lend me copy the notes...hmm..i think i am a lousy student...haa..i cant multi-task...i cannot listen n note things down unless commanded, yeah unless repeatedly repeated by the lecturer...

after the lesson i went to meet elinor for dinner, it was a belated treat to her for her bday. prior to meeting her i went to raffles city to get a present, a photo frame. while i was looking at one of the photo frame she called, then unable to hold on to my phone n put the photo frame back nicely on the shelf i dropped the photo frame...luckily it wasnt broken but i was embarrassed enough...haa...walked ard the shopping mall while waiting for her to reach, i felt myself becoming the covert shopper that was exploring the service line in spore...to see the bad n good...looking out for the GST( greet, smile and thanks) that is much discussed lately...

we had dinner at via mar, a spanish restaurant in esplanade...not sure if it were my mistake or the waiter mistake...i actually ordered a seafood paella but what came was a chicken one...n i felt it was only so so...we did not really bothered to check it up with the waiter cos even if they change it wud probably take another 30 mins n we wud be damn hungry by then...so just accept fate..haa....on the way sending her home i think we were too engrossed chatting, somehow we missed and made a few wrong turns....

home sweet home...spend my time on the comp n watching tv, magic show rocks man...any magician out there? can teach me so magic...haa

anyone has opinions on fate n destiny?...i think i am quite a believer of that thats y i take anything as they come...everything happens for a reason

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