Sucks to be clueless.

I wonder what I ever did to make you feel unhappy.

Sick of the holidays?

It's only day 4 of the hols and I'm already so damn bored. Sigh...
I'm gonna drown myself in project runway until someone decides to date me.

The start of something beautiful.

Time to burn my books, pack my table and say helllloooooooo to freedom! O LEVELS ARE FINALLY OVER HEHEHEHEHOHOHOHOMAOMAOMAO! ( Haha Deb ;D)

Shopping date with her yesterday after finishing OUR last paper ;) It was awesome, loved catching up with you maomaomao! And besides, I haven't been to town in a long, long, long time...





"Why didn't we start with the tail?"
"Na, you better think of a good one."
"So the fish can't see itself get eaten."

HAHAHAHA.

Egggcited!

1 more paper to late nights out, sleepovers and shopping spreeeees!

When it all turns topsy turvy.

Maybe we should all switch places one day.

And then, I'll be the one choosing when I want to give you a reply, and you'll be the one who gets ignored all the time.

Fingers crossed.

VENICE DIDN'T COME OUT TODAY :O

Ashamed.

Oh boy, do I love a heavy downpour! Cool air, dark sky and the sound of the many many water droplets... Mmmm, nice.

Anyways, Math week's over! Should be feeling happy about finally being able to burn my books but somehow, I'm not. It's like I don't even want to get rid of them cuz I haven't made full use of them, like there's still so many clean test papers lying on my desk.

And I just can't stop wondering if I had put in a little more effort into doing them, would things still happen the way it happened. Would the questions seem less difficult? Would I be able to solve those questions? Would I feel less of an idiot being the only one thinking the paper was tough while everybody else thought it was easy? Would there be a difference?

And then there's this thing inside of me that wished things had been different, and today didn't happened the way it did.

Peter replied, "Even if all fall away on account of you, I never will."
"I tell you the truth," Jesus answered,"this very night, before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times."

Nervous? Excited? Worried?

Ever seen those movies when the main character would suddenly wake up from a nightmare, soaked in perspiration?

It happened to me this morning, (excluding the perspiration and nightmare) at 4.a.m! And I couldn't fall back to sleep -.-