Wait a minute, boy.

Alright, I conclude I hate mornings, totally. And this week started off shit bad. I realised at 6.50am that i didn't have an ironed blouse so i had to iron it. :( while daddy dropped my brother and sister off to school, i hate to worry wait at the bus stop, hoping that i won't be late, and then my saviour! ABBEY. i love you really. haha she came in the shining mercedes and picked me up, :D much thanks to her mum. The day was alright, we had a 'stress' management thing, which was cool cos we were drawing and shit and laughing, suiee and i went horribly mad. haha and she the princess and somehow i'm the queen. and then there was this relaxation/ visualisation/ manifestation thing. which all i remember in breathe in breathe out, and then suiee tickling my leg and again breathe in and breathe out. So basically i fell asleep through the whole thing. And its only monday dammit! yup, and then i went all silent thinking about my dear mother. yeah, i realised i don't want to talk to her, cos it'll just make it worse, like oh i miss you and this and that. I'm tired really. Yeah duh i miss her, thats practically an understatement but i guess i'm used to it.
Today was not at all any better, i went to school with specs and everybody's like 'oh din, you're wearing specs.' err YEAH i guess as much since its on my face! hmm yup tired eyes aren't good. and then furthermore i woke up late great thanks to my sister, and had to rush to school, which proudly i will say i wasn't late. But i went hungry, real uncomfortable, with ugly specs, my hair died and must i say more? and i did ACES and i cheered up. :)
i have a new walking buddy! jialin! :D

OH before i forget, the wedding was totally awesome, pretty dress, flawless skin, good food, good music, awesome company. :) yup pictures will soon follow as soon as i get them. AH!

I realised alot of boys from SAS have nothing better to do, at all.
my masochistic ways.