life is interesting, fascinating. amazing. intriguing. ironic. wierd.
was reading through my old entries when i came across this.
alrights. no more town for me. i've been there for 3 consecutive days. went to get my dress on fri. yay! so everything's kinda settled. which is good, cos i'm abit sick of the whole thing. ooh tj's sdd falls on the same day as ours! okay random info.
towning today with qixin was fun. we raided heeren and walked enough to last me for one month. haha. and i'm going back on sat. and hopefully dragging my mom to tangs studio to see this nice, preeetty dress. i want to get it. for sdd! mann. i hope nobody's gonna wear that same dress that night. there was this njc student trying it on in the fitting room too. sheesh.
i cant understand people who cut themselves. cant. i dont see the reason why. it doesn't actually solve anything, does it. i mean, why wallow in self-pity? what happens to self love? i know that too much self love is bad, but one has got to have that little bit of self love to have lived this long and come this far in life, right? is this world such a sad place that you have to carve the miseries it inflicts upon you onto yourself? well. if you actually think about it and accept whatever life has for you and take it in stride, i think this world is quite a nice place after all, isnt it?
i'm traumatized. my toilet has got termites. omggggggg. i saw this little sand like thing at the corner and thought it was dirt and used tissue to wipe it. and lo and behold. i see manimani white small worms (at least, they look like it) shaking their bonbons at me. goodness. i'm really traumaized. anddd. they looked like rice. ackk. plus i cant go bathe now unless i want to intoxicate myself with insecticide. mann this is just not the time for such discoveries. prelims is two days away. okay. one, in 45 minute's time. how am i supposed to do math while worrying if my door's gonna drop off from its hinges any minute. and worrying about it everytime i see the toilet. HUR.
yes i know i'm not supposed to be here but i'm still here.
i've never realised that i've forgotten the many things which happened in tk, even in sec4. gosh. yes and chit yen really has a photographic memory. rarr so unfair. if only i had it. then maybe my grades will not be so ^%!$#!*&. haha. oh yes i was talking about the past incidents. somewhere inside the deep(shallow?) recesses of my limited memory i remember something about teletubbies. we were the teletubbies i rmb. or so i thought i remembered. the four talkative shorties sitting in front. lol. imad (used to be jon see but both are equally noisy.) and chelle and chit yen and i. haha.
cyn.
161288.
victorian.
vjc 05S43.
vjcsb.
tpjc (1st 3mths) 05S31.
tksian.
tkband.
khs.
flautist =)
all that i hold dear.
besties(: and lovely lovely friends.
family.
shopping, reading, lazing around.
sweet, pretty, striking colours.
swirls. stripes.
ice cream, chocolate, and the same few constants.