Wednesday, March 23, 2005
The Last Meeting

OH YEARGH! Last tuesday while I was typing my geog PT my stupid ex-piano teacher called up. She told me to go and meet her at the bus stop near my house to get my Grade 7 certificate from her. Procrastination! She had actually received my certificate some time in January and she was supposed to pass it to me that time! But she tuo and tuo until last tuesday.
I really didn't want to go and meet such a revolting person like her but after all it was my certificate... So I pulled my maid, Aisha, along with me. aisha has a really bad impression of that ex-piano teacher, whose name is MISS Ho. See? She's in her thirties but she isn't married at all. That's because she is an adversely obese woman who has no dress sense at all. One humid day she even turned up at my place wearing a hot-pink bikini. My goodness I was freakin pissed but I almost died of laughter... HAHAHAHAA... She doesnt hafta worry about wearing a bikini coz only a crackpot would peep at her boobs or something. I doubt the most perverse bloke wouldn't even dare to go near her, let alone touch her... coz her boobs are disgustingly big (sorry for the RA stuff) and she's a living legacy of a human bouncing ball. yup. She doesnt teach patiently and she thinks she's always right. When miss Ho comes for lessons, she won't even bother to greet my grandma. So my grandma was freakin pissed with her too. GOOD!
Anyway! Aisha and I walked to the bus stop unhappily. We were gonna have to walk a REEEALLY long distance. Bear in mind that the bus stop I'm talking about isn't the one right next to my block. It's all the way across the two football fields. But it was a thrilling time. And highly hilarioius too. We were gossiping about miss Ho and SHE WAS LATE! Although we took our own sweet time to get there, she wasnt at the bus stop until about ten minutes later. When a big SBS bus stopped by, we hid behind a pillar, looking out for miss Ho. Ok, I was SO NERVOUS. I walked up to her, and she gave me the certificate. I mumbled my thanks and walked off. But i couldn't help but take one last look at her. She was MUCH FATTER, MUCH MORE HORRID and her hair was MUCH MORE WHITER. eeewwwwww... gross.... And she was so scantily dressed. Her massive fats were showing so none of the cheeko peh at the bus stop bothered to look at her. yay. and then I ran all the way home, feeling as if a large stone had been lifted from my heart.
... and that was the last I'd see of her.