let me tell you about our cheap thrill. we allow ourselves to indulge in this very, extremely, dirt-cheap thrill.

see, there's this guy called yiyang whom yifang finds extremely cute [in the cartooney sort of way]. we would get a kick out of waving to him and calling out his name everytime we saw him TO EMBARRASS YIFANG. of course he doesn't know who we are. i hear he was freaked out by us, and frankly if i were him, i would be too. see, this is the fun stuff you can do in NJ: mentally torture a poor, adorable little catholic high boy [and trust me, there are many here in nj. in which case, if chs boys are not available to be tortured, TCHS boys will have to bear the brunt of the matter].

i was walking out of school today and climbing down the millions of steps NJC has thanks to its ingenious structure and guess who i see but yiyang and his other little catholic high friend [i presume. the cat highs all just clique together. must be something about olive green shorts]. he saw me walking past and then he purposefully turned around and gave me a tentative smile. YIYANG, this little trembling cartoon, smiling at someone he probably finds extremely mean [we shout out his name and then laugh very obviously]. don't ask why i find that so funny, i just thought it was so sweet that as i walked down the grandstand i turned around again to smile at him. and he was still smiling at me.

awww. cute little chs boys.

well, on to more sombre things. my life in njc, as i know it, is over. i have incurred the wrath of countless teachers and am quite sure that they hate me and will not hesitate to reject helping me in any university applications. it is most unwise of me.. sigh. why don't they like me? i must find a way to rectify this situation.

+ posted by M @ 5:56 PM