I'll have you know :P

Issues of mine include walking out of school. Its simple really, presuming you don't trip on the two metal bars on the ground that the school gate operates on (which i HAVE done. Twice.). For some reason or other i tend to get into nasty situations around that area.

1) I walked out of the gates once, and since i was feeling brave that day, sprang out with a jump to avoid the above mentioned metal bars and a rather huge puddle.

I hit the puddle.

2) Lost my ID. Found it in my pants a few months later, having been through the washing machine over 3 times. Handed the guard my discolourised student ID that some of you may have seen. (well not discolourised. Recolourised. From black and white to purple and... purple. Ugh.) Guard seemed reluctant to let me out. Came back later to collect card and lined up behind Kylie and Gang. Kylie goes, 'o m g who's card is that'. Look of distaste etched vividly on her face. Few days later, card drops into toilet and is contaminated by the urea of god-knows-how-many. Was washed violently but was accidentally dropped into the bin during the drying procedure. Card is currently in wallet, recovering from all its traumatic experiences. May it rest in peace.

3) I was walking out of school drumming pretty loudly on my tummy after the senior recital on tuesday when the guard saw me and said, 'Music. Music very good.' He had this really mischievous grin on his face, that for some reason or other, makes me think he was making fun of me.

4) Walked out of 'extraordinary sounds' with my hands in the air doing the rocker sign and roaring like the leo i am, since i was feeling pretty raucous after Carla's band's performance. Got caught by the drummer from Carla's band who guffawed at me and said, 'PUUUUF, that was pretty funny.' And he just wouldn't stop laughing.

I embarass myself.