Some people just surprise me, even after so long

Where is the old me?

I feel like I no longer know myself.
Tomorrow will be the true test.

JYH

Jung Yong Hwa is the latest craze

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I need to do more than just lying around at home with my eyes fixed on the computer screen the entire day, or going outside and wasting money. I'm too reluctant to start piano again, and I have to get my lazy ass up to sign up for drums lessons at Yamaha. Maybe I'll get a job next week if the interview's a success. But I'm currently satisfied doing what I do best - nothing.

Free Shot

Clarke Quay, one shot of margarita, corona extra, walking around while getting shocked by the ex prices, ang mohs, dangerous waiters, the night breeze, Jap ice-cream, long ride home

Late night ice-cream fix with bro : D

I was packing my room earlier in the afternoon, and this is what I had found:

1. My unpacked schoolbag, with the GC and normal calculator, lozenges and a dozen of things which I doubt I need anymore
2. My TA2 Bio/Chem and Chinese file, which is filled with failed assignments, ting xie which I probably copied from Jean/Melanie and passed with flying colours (ha) and um, incomprehensible words - this reminded me of that time when all of us were having one of our rare lunches together, and the Jin Peng Xi Shou incident
3. That I had missed TA2, and will continue to do so
4. My sec 1 file, timetable, and the stupid picture that I took with LK and Nuts
5. Along with a bunch of council stuff from the time when Juliana and Matthew were ruling
6. Nicole's lit file (sorry, but you prolly won't need this in HCJC)
7. Melanie's I'm A Cyborg, But It's Okay OOPS
8. A note containing our memories during the first few days from the first time M and I went JP last June
9. Postcards from J and it just hit me how many dozens of postcards you had written me throughout our years in TJ/BJ TY!
10. Memories memories memories

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Goodbye GG until March!

I want your love and I want your revenge you and me we could write a bad romance Caught in a bad romance Rar rar rar rar rar

Most things break, including hearts. The lessons of life amount not to wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus.

Love love love Chuck Bass, but I do hate the fact that EW is nothing like him in real life! :OO

I hope C and B are not breaking up anytime soon. I can't seem to get enough of them.
Long hiatus until March! No no no no no.

Everything's flying past just like that: A's, the KL trip, prom (which we have been anticipating since July?). Soon the year will be over and we'll all start over in the next phase of life.

Prom is, well, disappointing. I expected more, magical? Memorable? Like Jean said, prom is overrated and I guess we put too many expectations on it. There was nothing much besides taking pictures with people I don't normally talk to and with each other, and eating over-priced food.

GG is like a drug. I'm getting addicted again again again.
"You're my brand of heroin."

Today has been hectic; running around in school trying to escape disciplinary actions (as always), k k k , and a long bus ride home in the dark. There's too much Gee today, I'm trying to rid it from my head by looping Without You and other songs which I recently rediscovered, but the mind is a terrible, scary thing. It's scarily unpredictable.

I realised that if you focus on something hard enough, everything else will fade into the background.

Definitely not prepared to leave my comfort zone. I do not like the thought of spending an extended period of time with people I do not particularly like or am barely acquainted with.

There was no camera good enough to capture the beauty of the pattern the rain made.