haha.
am.
back.

im not going to continue the draft about the s'pore poly wkshop..will devote a new post to it.
i nearly deleted it.

i.
love.
myspace.
and.
realplayer.
don't.
ask.
why.
oh.
by.
the.
way.
i.
will.
always.
use.
itunes.
for.
my.
music.
ok
?

that was really random, but i've to get back to my musings.

today, i met up with the usual ELDDS people (can i say homies) to finish up our work on the newsletter..which i must mention, it has no articles to start with and we had to start from scratch. oh well..then again that's why they picked us.

cos.
they.
assumed.
we.
would.
work.
fast.
like.
hell.
actually.

well, i got major writer's block (OAK come on it was 9am.) and Nasri looked so serious I didn't know whether to ask him if he was on sedatives but then again that's another matter itself

oh.
oh.
oh.

i was scribbling like mad, then Ferah and Milissa were in the same boat (of writer's block).
Then i felt happy cos i helped milissa start her article.
yay.
i'm speaking like the protagonist in the novel 'The Incident of the Dog in the Night-time'. He's autistic, if you're asking...so....yeeeeeaaaahhh.

Well, then some other Sec4s and yiucy came in..teachers joined us as well. Hahaha. I will never forget what Mr Tan H said.

We went to Mac for some snacks, cos not even machines can work without fuel (we ain't machines, right?)

had quite a bit of fun @ mac. I mean, you know what to expect with people like Ferah and Nasri, yeah?

Then, we all made a trip to Cheers, where we stocked up on oil - sorry, junk food. Nasri went to one side of the shelf, and i went to the other side. And we were talking to each other that, practically standing on our toes to talk. Haha..it was nice of him to pass me the Mars bar, cos it was from his side of the shelf.

Long stories, man. Went back to school, where I went to look for ms.... and found ms......... instead. Finished the so-called 'meeting' with her in about 15 mins. mercifully, the rest of the guys hadn't gone down for lunch yet.

Lunch was a quieter meal. We brought the Macbks down, and kept ourselves occupied.

harDEEharhar.
spicy
mcnuggets
are
really
spicy
or
else
why
would
they
be
called
spicy
eh?

We went back to school and worked on the newsletter stuff until 5/6-ish.

I wouldn't say we had a lot of fun and all, but it was one of the days when we were learning how to be more productive, i guess.


ahemahem...certain seniors were attacking my Lakerols and NERDS..even tore the packaging apart. Gawd. I've got a tummy too!

Anyhoos.

I got a mushed up Mars Bar to keep me company.

And went home quite late..

...I felt dead tired...

I'd never felt this tired in a long time..well there had been similar times but this one was on par with the previous record.

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please go check them out..they're in the middle of writing/recording their third album and they're on Warped Tour all summer long. please go check them out. you won't regret it.

Haha.
Go check out ipoplive.

Am gonna meet up with Olive and Lollipop tomorrow for the science project.

ooh.
don't
we
just
love
procrastination
?
oh
well
it
was
inevitable.

Haha.
Xinyi made me laugh so hard on the phone just now, when i was calling her to confirm things.

Me: So, we will go and buy the things we don't have.
XY: I wanna buy coffee.
Me: *sniggers* omigod! (or i said 'hahaha', or 'please be serious, lah?!" IDUNNO)
XY: I love coffee!

*and she didn't pronounce it as cof-fEE.
she pronounced it as coff-fAY.
LOLOLOL.

TONS OF OVERDUE PICTURES.
yeah i know i'm such a crappy blogger.
take so many pix, but i don't update.
soo-pid.

oakay. gotta go look for all the materials used to build our cannon-ball machine.
nah. I WISH.YOU WISH.

i wish i could curl up and die.
or i could bear with it and sigh.
with eyes shut tighter than a kitten's ball of yarn.
it's too much to handle, i can't.
i wish this would suffice for all the things.
that are affecting me.
need to give myself a chance.
to see myself through this ordeal.
trying to laugh.
the gales of laughter
hiding the sobs of the imps inside my brain.
intoxicated circulation.
that sounds emo enough.
does it suffice? does it suffice?

- esmeralda the dead shoemaker's daughter.