// Where the falls begin

Zomg I slept for HALF AN HOUR yesterday due to Math portfolio. How bout I have never, in my entire lifespan, stayed up at ungodly hours to finish homework before. And I didn't have a proper chance to sleep in school so you can imagine how cranky I'd feel now.

Except I don't. Which is kinda strange because I've been losing a lot of sleep lately, especially this particular week. And I wake up by 10am on weekends. Seems like there's something wrong with my biological clock, and only my parents like the change lol.

Or maybe the reason why I feel surprisingly awake today is that THE HELL WEEK IS OVER. Omg partaayyy. Econs test, IOP and Math portfolio all by this week what the fudge is wrong with the school.

I celebrated this liberation by... going for Econs remedial. Lol. Blow's nice and all, but I can't absorb whatever he's trying to say. Which is very bad because every Friday afternoon will be hell for me and Cheryl haha.

Anyway it was my sister's birthday on Tuesday and we celebrated by having a dinner at The Fish Bistro opposite my house. The soft shell crabs there own, though I much rather prefer Raku. (x Jap food for the win man!






The two of us and our worst nightmare. Gawddd I hate my fringe. :@









Lyddiee cracking egg lol.








Hey retard, it's yo birthday. :D






Keke love love I hope you like your present. You'd better.


Alrighty it's about time to go back to my half finished American Pie. Goodbye everyone, and have a nice weekend. (:

// All deliberate speed

Fine, I shall update on my lovely life kekez.

IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS KNNBCCB.

Fifty thousand dollars (hell, I'll throw in my entire lifespan) that at least 80 percent of the level agrees with me.

Let's have a look at my nice workload alright.

- Econs test in less than 24 hours' time
- Math portfolio due and IOP exam on Thursday (yes, on the same fucking day)
- Econs IA #2 by next Tuesday
- Geography IA presentation
- TOK presentation in Term 4 (best how I pass promos I ask you)
- Gazillion overdued Chem practs (since Pract 4 zomg)
- 2-week overdued English commentary
- Many, many Chinese compos (I've lost count)
- PROMOS in _ weeks (let's retain and study with the hot Sec 4s yay)

Skipping school on Wednesday to finish the shit that's due on Thursday. Portfolio is t3h pitzzz. Took 3 hours to do question 1 hurhur I'm like damn deaddd there's 7 questions altogether I think. Why must it be IT-based huh whatever happened to good old pens, pencils and AZONE paper. /boom

And IOP. What the pong this is even worse than portfolio I don't want to talk about it. In fact I'm currently praying damn hard that Singapore will get hit with a massive blackout on Thursday. Or Dharma's newborn baby eats her laptop or something.

On a brighter note, I've got songs featured in One Tree Hill (Season 1) and the entire Mae and Motion City Soundtrack discography on iTunes now. Music makes me happy lol.

And so does Absolut Mandarin. Yummmmmm. (x

// Transatlacticism

I went for NDP yesterday with my dad. Wasn't too bad, just that I had severe flu the entire day and HE FELL ASLEEP in the middle of the second performance. The fireworks were the best, better than the ones at Marina Bay on Tuesday. And at the going home part, my dad proved himself useful by making friends with all the army dudes on duty and subtley moving us infront teehee.

Anyway I'm like, terribly sick now. My body feels like deadweight, my throat is sore, my voice like movie trailer presenter, my nose like Nigeria Falls (worse than Rui's River Mekong haha), my body temperature is 38.5 degrees. )x

And I LOATHE clinics. Or at least the one I went to today (Healthlink at Ghim Moh). I waited for the freaking doctor for 45 bloody minutes in a roomful of screaming children. Seriously Singapore kids BLOW omg they're damn uncute and annoying they need to be destroyed please. And by the time I went in my fever went down to 38 degrees what the hell man I rather spend the time sleeping at home.

Which I did after going to the doc's. For 6 full hours lol. And I feel a lot better cause the body aches are almost gone and I think the fever's going away. Now the only bad thing is I can't eat anything but plain porridge with Caisim and that sucks I want some chocolate! :@

Arghhh I hate being sick but then again I hate school more teehee. So this is a blessing in disguise cause I've got an MC for tomorrow yay. (x

// Dried up, tied and dead to the world.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm just really plain stupid like everyone seems to think.

My heart aches every time you go through a depression spell because I don't know what words I can use to cheer you up.

When you told me you didn't feel like replying my messages asking if you're alright, I escaped to the toilet to inflict pain on myself 10 minutes before my Chinese oral exam.

The emotional pain, coupled with confusion and frustration consumed me and I broke down in public on that same day.

For the first time in 18 months, I turned to God and prayed for Him to help you.

I skipped my school's cross-country to travel halfway across the country to bake brownies for you.

I go all the way out to get tickest to one of the most anticipated school events so we could go together.

I missed it when you didn't feel like going to keep you company at home even though I could've gone with someone else but yet I didn't because I know I won't enjoy myself there as much as I would if you went with me.

There hasn't been a minute that's passed without me thinking of you. There hasn't been a moment that's happened without me worrying for you and your future. There hasn't been a night where I don't rack my weary mind thinking of plausible advice I could give you to motivate you to study harder. There hasn't been a day since the time I knew you that I didn't stop loving you, albeit all the scuffles and misunderstandings that happened.

And then you tell me you're worried for your ex because she's sad all the time.

It's either I'm so professional at hiding my feelings and facial expressions, or the fact that you're blind to everything I've done for you. Because I cried in your bed with you lying next to me and you didn't even know.

Oh fuck this let's get straight to the point shall we? You just don't give a shit about me.

Something tells me that I should just give up and stop yearning for your happiness at the expense of mine. Yet I know you're too special to let go, and the possibility of erasing you from my life appears too unbearable for me to consider the former because I simply cannot live without you.

What a fucking stupendous vicious cycle.

// Where the falls begin

Zomg I slept for HALF AN HOUR yesterday due to Math portfolio. How bout I have never, in my entire lifespan, stayed up at ungodly hours to finish homework before. And I didn't have a proper chance to sleep in school so you can imagine how cranky I'd feel now.

Except I don't. Which is kinda strange because I've been losing a lot of sleep lately, especially this particular week. And I wake up by 10am on weekends. Seems like there's something wrong with my biological clock, and only my parents like the change lol.

Or maybe the reason why I feel surprisingly awake today is that THE HELL WEEK IS OVER. Omg partaayyy. Econs test, IOP and Math portfolio all by this week what the fudge is wrong with the school.

I celebrated this liberation by... going for Econs remedial. Lol. Blow's nice and all, but I can't absorb whatever he's trying to say. Which is very bad because every Friday afternoon will be hell for me and Cheryl haha.

Anyway it was my sister's birthday on Tuesday and we celebrated by having a dinner at The Fish Bistro opposite my house. The soft shell crabs there own, though I much rather prefer Raku. (x Jap food for the win man!






The two of us and our worst nightmare. Gawddd I hate my fringe. :@









Lyddiee cracking egg lol.








Hey retard, it's yo birthday. :D






Keke love love I hope you like your present. You'd better.


Alrighty it's about time to go back to my half finished American Pie. Goodbye everyone, and have a nice weekend. (:

// All deliberate speed

Fine, I shall update on my lovely life kekez.

IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS IB SUCKS KNNBCCB.

Fifty thousand dollars (hell, I'll throw in my entire lifespan) that at least 80 percent of the level agrees with me.

Let's have a look at my nice workload alright.

- Econs test in less than 24 hours' time
- Math portfolio due and IOP exam on Thursday (yes, on the same fucking day)
- Econs IA #2 by next Tuesday
- Geography IA presentation
- TOK presentation in Term 4 (best how I pass promos I ask you)
- Gazillion overdued Chem practs (since Pract 4 zomg)
- 2-week overdued English commentary
- Many, many Chinese compos (I've lost count)
- PROMOS in _ weeks (let's retain and study with the hot Sec 4s yay)

Skipping school on Wednesday to finish the shit that's due on Thursday. Portfolio is t3h pitzzz. Took 3 hours to do question 1 hurhur I'm like damn deaddd there's 7 questions altogether I think. Why must it be IT-based huh whatever happened to good old pens, pencils and AZONE paper. /boom

And IOP. What the pong this is even worse than portfolio I don't want to talk about it. In fact I'm currently praying damn hard that Singapore will get hit with a massive blackout on Thursday. Or Dharma's newborn baby eats her laptop or something.

On a brighter note, I've got songs featured in One Tree Hill (Season 1) and the entire Mae and Motion City Soundtrack discography on iTunes now. Music makes me happy lol.

And so does Absolut Mandarin. Yummmmmm. (x

// Transatlacticism

I went for NDP yesterday with my dad. Wasn't too bad, just that I had severe flu the entire day and HE FELL ASLEEP in the middle of the second performance. The fireworks were the best, better than the ones at Marina Bay on Tuesday. And at the going home part, my dad proved himself useful by making friends with all the army dudes on duty and subtley moving us infront teehee.

Anyway I'm like, terribly sick now. My body feels like deadweight, my throat is sore, my voice like movie trailer presenter, my nose like Nigeria Falls (worse than Rui's River Mekong haha), my body temperature is 38.5 degrees. )x

And I LOATHE clinics. Or at least the one I went to today (Healthlink at Ghim Moh). I waited for the freaking doctor for 45 bloody minutes in a roomful of screaming children. Seriously Singapore kids BLOW omg they're damn uncute and annoying they need to be destroyed please. And by the time I went in my fever went down to 38 degrees what the hell man I rather spend the time sleeping at home.

Which I did after going to the doc's. For 6 full hours lol. And I feel a lot better cause the body aches are almost gone and I think the fever's going away. Now the only bad thing is I can't eat anything but plain porridge with Caisim and that sucks I want some chocolate! :@

Arghhh I hate being sick but then again I hate school more teehee. So this is a blessing in disguise cause I've got an MC for tomorrow yay. (x

// Dried up, tied and dead to the world.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm just really plain stupid like everyone seems to think.

My heart aches every time you go through a depression spell because I don't know what words I can use to cheer you up.

When you told me you didn't feel like replying my messages asking if you're alright, I escaped to the toilet to inflict pain on myself 10 minutes before my Chinese oral exam.

The emotional pain, coupled with confusion and frustration consumed me and I broke down in public on that same day.

For the first time in 18 months, I turned to God and prayed for Him to help you.

I skipped my school's cross-country to travel halfway across the country to bake brownies for you.

I go all the way out to get tickest to one of the most anticipated school events so we could go together.

I missed it when you didn't feel like going to keep you company at home even though I could've gone with someone else but yet I didn't because I know I won't enjoy myself there as much as I would if you went with me.

There hasn't been a minute that's passed without me thinking of you. There hasn't been a moment that's happened without me worrying for you and your future. There hasn't been a night where I don't rack my weary mind thinking of plausible advice I could give you to motivate you to study harder. There hasn't been a day since the time I knew you that I didn't stop loving you, albeit all the scuffles and misunderstandings that happened.

And then you tell me you're worried for your ex because she's sad all the time.

It's either I'm so professional at hiding my feelings and facial expressions, or the fact that you're blind to everything I've done for you. Because I cried in your bed with you lying next to me and you didn't even know.

Oh fuck this let's get straight to the point shall we? You just don't give a shit about me.

Something tells me that I should just give up and stop yearning for your happiness at the expense of mine. Yet I know you're too special to let go, and the possibility of erasing you from my life appears too unbearable for me to consider the former because I simply cannot live without you.

What a fucking stupendous vicious cycle.