V~ I think cold showers are the rudest things in the world.

* On the phone, resulting in Yours Truly falling off the chair laughing.

J~ G B Shaw wrote what are known as "Troubled Plays" *she proceeds to explain what they are*

*At the end of a rather shockingly depressing narrative*

V~ *rolls eyes* Shaw sure had a troubled childhood...


* J is the coolest teacher one could ever have. She teaches us Eng Lit and we all love her to death. I'm sure she was a leetle freaked (but probably more flattered) when V requested her on behalf of F (go figure!) and me to consider the option of teaching us next sem as well :)

V~ You don't know her man! She looks so sleepy. She is sleepy. Her eyes look sleepy. Even her hair looks sleepy!

*And only Vini can make a comment like that, fellas!

S~ ...You have the inquisitiveness of a child and the maturity of an adult.

V~ *in the most dignified manner she could* Bleh.

*Today at VT station, where else?

V~ *muttering* He's such a poosh.
S~ I told him he was a sex-deprived idiot.
V~ Really? Good! He really is a sploosh. Tell him I called him a sploosh.
S~ *mildly* I thought you said poosh. What should I tell him?
V~ Uh...whatever sounds more abusive?

* At VT station, today.

V~ *apologetically* The CR bullshit detector is very strong in me..

*CR=Class representative, which she is. This was after telling me off for speaking on the cellphone on the marble stairs. I think it was worth it..

V~ I don't want to do science, dad.

V's dad~ *frustrated* What do you want? What do you want?

*silence prevails for a few minutes*

V~ Uh..an ice-lolly?

*Recounted by Vini after a guava eating session. Her earnest yet innately innocent endeavours just kill your sense of humour :)