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This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
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title: Shake it like a POLAROID PICTURE
Thursday, 17 April 2008 AT 2:51 pm


I am so tired! Today was such a long day, and I officially hate thursdays (like I haven't been saying that since last year).

Okay, so first we had Biology. Lipids tutorial was due today, so I'd spent a long time last night rushing to finish it. Class itself was okay, not that bad, just that doing the tutorial itself was taxing. I haven't finished it yet anyway.
Plus, I still have an assignment and a project outline due next week! Damn.

Then it was PE, tiring of course. We ran 5 rounds altogether, and my timing wasn't that bad, yay. (: Ended up sweating like a pig with leaky sweat glands though, which is so freaking digusting.
And after that came MOB, where we had a test. A test that I didn't study for, unless you count the frantic flipping of notes during the break period right before class. Luckily it wasn't all that difficult and I still managed to bullshit quite a lot of points, haha.
That was followed by Literature. We were supposed to do a presentation on the poems assigned to each group, which we totally forgot about. In the end we just scribbled enough nonsense to fill up the mahjong paper and left it at that.
The last lesson was Geography; we finally got back our test papers. I received 12/18. Oh well. Could've been worse I suppose. But I was quite happy with the fact that I got full marks for my first question, heh.

I was already tired after school, but Jerrold dragged me to WestMall with Siva, Jahafar, Ama, Syaz, Shahrin, Shikin, Rini, Kirti, plus Danial and his girlfriend for a latelate lunch or early dinner. It was fun though, 10+ people sitting together and talking and laughing and eating and bullshitting at the same time. We basically just ruled the entire KFC, and brought the house down (with our noise level, ahem). Awesomeness, hahaa.

My eyes are tired, plus my entire being in general is sending in complaint letters.
I shall have to deal with it by hitting the sack and sleeping early. (Excuses, hah)

PS. Stupid Louis, I'm chatting with him, but he doesn't know who I am.
What kind of elder cousin is he??!