i hate sock tans. they're the ugliest thing ever.
we should just wear slippers to school.

thank god it's the last schooling day of the week(:
tmr's sports day! nat and i were planning to get mrs chan a present for being so nice.
(???)
but yeah, we wanted to get her those mini-electric fans for sports day and since she always complains about the hot weather. :D
don't think any of us has time to get one today though.
eh, clique outing after sports day kay. no meeting boyfriend, going for tuition, etcetc.
(:
and of course, saturday's speech day. what a serious waste of our time.

i kinda screwed up the Emath ca today, not because of probablity though. i didn't see the question (as in how to do it) until like the last minute. so i rushed out three parts to question 3 in a minute(: not that it's a good thing but i'm trying to satisfy myself.
regardless of how badly i did it, i still want my A. D:

and today i talked to Syaf. (:
if you rmb, last year she sewed cushion hearts (SEWED) for everyone for Valentine's Day! haha. and her corny but cute messages.
okay, and just FYI 4/2 girls, we are not gay.
that's the lamest thing you could accuse me of doing, seriously. haha. she's like, as straight as a pencil! but v.v.v.v.v nice to hug:D

like you'll be able to distract me during netball if you call me gay=___=

anyway, some people just don't work out. seriously!
ahem ahem. (:

but yah, i just found out that there's so much like funny stuff that people think i did.
or am doing. (there's no way i can like SOOO many people this year right.)
it's amusing after a while actually(: haha. it's just damn weird.

and oh yes, speaking of weird stuff,
I FOUND SOMEONE WHO THINKS LIKE ME:D
woo yan yan. she totally agrees when i say Shane's DAMNNNN hot.
*fyi, Shane's this girl from The L Word.*
and the discussion was getting a little sick yesterday actually. rachel freaked out. haha.
BUT WHATEVER,
SHANE'S FREAKING HOT. LIKE OMG HOT, HOT.
haha. we got good taste man(:

i'm going for tuition and then picking dad up at the airport after that(:
am gonna buy loads and loads of snacks for tmr man. i'll let people kop, don't worry.

my emoer-than-usual pangs are so annoying.

Broken this fragile thing now,
And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces
And I've thrown my words all around,
But I can't, I can't give you a reason
I feel so broken up,
And I give up
I just want to tell you so you know,

Here I go,
Scream my lungs out, and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one who gets me like you do
You are my only, my only one.