Saturday, July 24, 2004

recap...

tuesday : school/ikea for meatballs/church
highlight : sheng's yoghurt drink :)

wednesday : school/burgerking with the girls/library with sharlene
highlight : inspirational music while at popular (surprisesurprise!)

thursday : school/ mad search for numberones/ ice cream
highlight : finding the skirt sharlene and i dropped hur hur.

friday : MGS founders day/ kap with the girls/ school
highlight : finally going back to mgs in a blazer :)

saturday : school/dover market with class people/ supermarket/ dinner with the family
highlight : none, really.

haven't updated in a couple of days. but it feels like eternity. blog addiction? perhaps. stupid sheng's gone away for like 10 days. now i'm all blah blah lonelier over here. but it's okay. didn't go out today, for the first time in god knows how long. saturdays are usually spent walking aimlessly around town, in between eating and catching a movie. decided to stay home and rest today- just too damn exhausted. haven't been well the past few days, climaxed yesterday. had a slight fever and horrible stuffy nose and wheezy cough in the evening/night. but everything got better when JOAN CHAN called me and woke me up at 2:01am. try harder next time poanies, i'm sure you'll do perfectly fine. hur hur. then we can go cruisin' together when i go visit you okayokay? hahahaha shite funny man. anyhows. joan chan thinks she made the discovery of the century (she found someone's blog) but HO HO HO she's wrong! i knew about the little punk's blog sometime ago. lauren told me joan! x) but i never really bothered to read it. who cares about these stupid people who have church camp themes that don't even centre on god? hur hur. okay i'll shut up before i'm hell bound. dumdeedum. gp test this morning was horrible terrible disguting yeucks! it's like the WORST essay i've ever written in my entire life. long, draggy, without purpose, pointless, basically just pathetic and fail-worthy. hopefully the compre went better. but i somehow doubt that since it's almost always my essay that's truck loads better than my compre. he asked me if i still trust him. i really didn't know what to say. i don't anymore, not half as much as i used to. for obvious reasons, of course. but it's really not my fault that i can't trust him fully anymore... is it? i don't know. is it even that important anymore? priorities have changed, slightly. but at this point of time, i can't say that i have a priority, or that i have priorities. i mean, yes, somethings are more important than others. but i wouldn't count them as my priorities. okay i don't make sense. ramble ramble blah. founders yesterday. man oh man. i've waited for this moment for 10 years. and it's finally come. it's well worth the wait though. don't really feel about blogging about the whole process now, but i definitely will later on.

Now everything inside me tells me
I should run to you and throw my arms around you
Hold your still and crying cheek against my own
And tell you nothing's wrong
But wrong is what you were when you forgot that
We were going on

Why did you mess with forever.

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