I give up.
There, I hope you're satisfied now.

Starbucks today (Sat) with GYLC folks, pictures up sooooooooon.
FFAF tomorrow with matthias, huzzah.

I'd tell you to fuck off, but that would be vulgar.

/edit:
I'm really glad (and I thank the Lord for you k) for people like _ (even though you like W, babyyyy!) for without them, I'd be nothing more than a seemingly-circular wrangled wreck of incoherence.

_, WO AI NI.
(See you at rehearsalssssss. We'll be seeing plenty of each other, fret not )

I'd say that life's tough, but that would be a painfully stark reminder which should preferably go way underground.
Chinese O's were thoroughly screwed, without a single redeeming section to save my grade.

'twas at ACSIB with byn yesterday to submit our applications, and we saw tim!
Fishball snap, plzzzz.
We heart tim, even though he gets bad haircuts and doesn't realise it.
Headed to town after a mini-scare in the mrt station, where we loitered about like foolhardy, brainless teenagers in Raffles City.
Awesomeee.

What can we say, we simply adore starbucks. (even though byn dumped me there after about an hour or so, leaving me to my own devices. ie, magazines plus this cool book I bought last sunday about economics)
Homogenously converted, kthxbye.

I've settled into my pre-holidays pattern of blogging before school starts every (not that regularly, perhaps) morning, which is infinitely more fun than blogging at night.

Today's going to be hellish, I can feel it in my bonesssss.
Approximately seven subjects (dang it, don't have the timetable) until 3plus pm, before meeting important personnel straight after for COElaunch-emcee scriptwriting, followed by the PLmusical-emcee scriptwriting.

I predict staying in school until 10pm.

BLOGGING IS SUPPOSED TO BE CATHARTIC.
AND LIKE A RECKLESS TEENAGER, I WILL NOW PROCEED TO FLAME EVERY SINGLE PERSON I KNOW ON MY BLOG, SPOUTING RACIST COMMENTS ALL THE WHILE.
AND THAT'S A PERTINENT YOUTH ISSUE IN SOCIETY TODAY, BTW.