So...that's how a girls' school is like

Last Saturday, I was at Singapore Chinese Girls' School's annual fair where the girls raise money so that they can buy the newest Click Five album and more clothes from Urban Outfitters Online. Possibly inaccurate stereotyping aside, here are some photos from the fair and I promise, I will try not to make inappropriate jokes because come on, these are Secondary Schoolgirls, you sick fuck.



Ahh, the long-forgotten sight of that school skirt + PE shirt combo, and the smell of butter and sweat at a Secondary School fair.



First paedophile of the day.
No, Arthur, that was not appropriate.



I didn't have any high expectations of the food I could get at the fair but come on, this was unforgivable. The rice was hard and clumpy and tasted like clay and the ebi prawn was overcooked and tasted like clay. Girls, what the hell?



These lemon-flavoured cupcakes were all sugar, (thankfully) no spice and not very nice. Luckily, we had $50 worth of fair coupons given to us by Jules' sister so we didn't actually spend real money on these sugary fuck-ups.



Finally, some decent food. The chocolate cookie on the left had the right amount of chewiness and so did the girl on the left. NO, INAPPROPRIATE.



A girl making a chocolate + marshmallows crepe for us. I wasn't the one who ordered this because I'm not a fan of neither crepe nor that combination of ingredients. It didn't help that the girl went all "Aiya, fuck it la." and had plastic gloves on just her right hand. The other hand is touching the food as well, you dumb bitch.



After taking a bite from the crepe, I can now appeal for a PES downgrade to E for contracting Diabetes.



The pita "wraps" were the best food item I had and surprise, these were not made by the girls but the staff from Breeks instead. The guy on the left was a complete jerk to his colleagues by ordering them around and shoving criticisms down their throats. "Eh, you lack the creativity to stuff the bread, go man the cash register instead." Ironically, the pita wrap he did for my order fell apart when I took it out of the bag. So much for the creativity, you 40-year-old line worker.



You can just imagine how the guy smelled, fuck. And couple that with his most probable intentions of visiting a girls' school fair. He will be Cleo's Bachelor of the Year one day, because I can see him being a bachelor for a very long time to come, hence the higher chances.



The games tent was quite boring but I saw this little bastard being a complete asshole by smashing the sponge as hard into the girls' faces as his tiny little boy arms could hurl. I like how the girl's face goes from happy-smiley to "Oh shit." as the boy releases the sponge from his hand.



Samantha, and his sister, who happens to be my girlfriend. Sometimes, like when I look at this photograph, I feel that I might have chosen the wrong Lau.