Open House
summarised in one word- brrrrrroing BORING. okay two words. my wonderful juniors came, and basically the turnout was good. but can u imagine how i actually stayed alive just rotting there at the booth. it was terrible. mass dance was just a big reminder how it's a blessing i didn't sign up to be an ogl cos i'm truly the world's greatest slacker. the free icecream was nice. the apple spritz was too tangy. the air was bad. the music was too corny and too miserly played. i'm clearly not in the greatest mood. oh, but maggimee's ALIVE( reported by kailee), nice hair by the way maggimee. hahaha. i believe after i cut my hair, i'll avoid going out of the house for three days. played badminton, and i wanted to play tennis! but some alumni were wasting court space 'hitting butterflies'. overall, i felt like i truly wasted my time, 3 quarters of it anyway.
looks like it's HONGKONG for christmas and i think we're going to melbourne to scout the place for my brother. oh squash, don't stand in the way. as much as i have to train hard, i need time away.
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MY MIND'S ONE BIG BUBBLE OF A MESS.
it's been tiring, extremely endearing. how far will i really go to make it work?
i won't give up until i know i've put in ALL that i'm capable of.
then, even if things don't swing my way, i can be happy for myself for at least trying my best
i'm just not good at twisting things my way,
but surely my faith is enough to work a miracle
if i channel all my energy and focus into this, maybe things will get better
they will.
if there's one thing i can assure you, once my mind is set to something i'll do it flourishly well
isn't that what i've been told- to focus, to be attentive
i'm gonna step up to this.
i'm not gonna be a soap-sud about this.
i'm not gonna have butterflies in my tum whenever i'm scared.
i'm not scared.
it's new and sometimes scared me out of my mind, but i will find my way around it. because i can and i will.
oww my arm hurts.
everybody, try out the honey mustard roasted chicken sandwich at the coffee club. satisfaction GUARANTEED. (: for complete peace while savourin your chickee, go to the one in kinokuniya at takashimaya. oh and check out the art haven at the forum, a level above kinokuniya, very cool.
and you know how i've thought long and thought hard, i've FINALLY realised why our friendship is so disastrous. haha YES!
it's because you're crazy, yes you are OBVIOUSLY the crazy one. i mean, i've never thought about it that way. it's true, you're not normal, that's why. no wonder i couldn't understand your weird antics and nvr understood all your moarse code language n secret signs, i just don't understand you. it's not that i'm dense, YOU ARE CRAZY!you're not normal hon, sorry
phew.
i don't think it's necessary to share my thoughts n opinions with people i don't know, so if you don't know who it is then you really aren't supposed to know anyway.
and it's certainly not my bestfriends or maggimeehair(lol) i'm referring to
to those who do know me, I KNOW YOU'RE PROUD OF ME. because i've figured out the conundrum.
I HAVE A WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL LIFE(:
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newyorknewyorked again for lunch, but we had FRIED MARS BAR and HONEY WAFFLES this time! my waffles were very pretty, it had a fudge formation, then you fill in the empty un-fudgiefied holes with the honey yourself. ahh it's just fun, go try it out yourself. walked around a lil bit then we went..
LIBRARYINGhahahaha. yaaaaah. i was very very sleepy n tired though. going out too often is TIRING. n i'm still shoppin with steph tmr, shall bring a book to chill since i've seen everything already (:
this picture spells it all
see how my feet don't fill my shoes
it's not funny
it's just unfortunate
i stuffed scholl in-soles PLUS novo lumpy dunowhats
oh lookie u can't see my toes
that's why it makes it my favourite shoe
i love you melissa-ultragirl-pumps!
and YOU DO LOVE IT TOO!
oh yah there was this cutie in the library. AHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. but it means nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing.
