I lost 27 CIP hours. What hurts more is that ML doesnt want to help me. Iam honestly disappointed, okay, yea, its not her job. But perhaps I didnt know she was so hard hearted as to leave me in the lurch. :(
Iam throughly lost. How am I supposed to find MN when she could be ANYWHERE? I mean, do I have to go to Israel to find her?!

i'llchaseyoudownuntilyouloveme

Last chinese lesson. 我心里好痛苦。I know I sound as if Iam crazily enthusiatic for Chinese lesson but that's the last time I'll see my jie jie- for a long long time D;
To make matters worse, chinese O level orals are coming. Looming up ahead like a dark cloud ready to engulf sheep like me.

Jie：
You're right. I shouldnt be talking so much about killing myself. Because that'll hurt everyone.
And that guy- perhaps I really shouldn't be bothering so much about him. Even as I won't never see him again...
Thanks for being there for me to rant about my troubles.
Even as I won't be seeing you for a long time to come, I will still disturb you with my messages. Constant ones. So that you won't forget me. :D 但还是心如刀割. Bandage for my heart, anyone?

Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom - Parry Gripp

Random video here, but I saw this on Melina's facebook and thought it damn cute xD Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom Nom~

And again, this art camp that is driving me up the wall. How am I going to finish it?! Its a long long journey with no visible light. Or is there? I don't see anything. My homework's left undone, nothing's been revised, because, hell, art is taking up all my time! It really is.

I wanna die. Right now. Somebody kill me this instant.

Outing and +++

Hello World:)

Went out for lunch with 老师and Yi Chuan on Friday at Subway. Camwhored outside the subway outlet at Sengkang, kinda embarassing but okay, we don't actually know the people who walked by(:
老师forced us into letting her pay ): Felt super bad okayy! We're supposed to be treating her, not vice versa. But okay, the cold cut trio was delish! :D




老师，me.


















Camwhore outside the subway outlet. Camera shake ):

老师，Yi Chuan, and I





Left off at the junction of the Starbucks in Sengkang, took a bus home, panicked because
I thought bus was a journey to nowhere ( it was travelling along the expressway)
Got off the bus and it started to rain. Not heavy, but enough to annoy me good and thorough.
started running at the pathway near the drain and I slipped.
And fell.
Like smack, on the pavement, but Iam alright. I watched as my phone bounced, bounced, and bounced, cracking against the pavement each time, and finally came to rest on a dead palm leaf.
Okay, now my phone has a scar ): and its just a week old! Poor phone~

OKAy, things to do
- ART SKETCHES
- TESTIMONIAL
- HOMEWORK
RAWRRR

Lovee

My new phone!! <>

Lovin it to the max! <>

I dont care if its not the newest or anything, its good enough for me. Why do people have to be so brand concious?

Flagged

Ohhhh thanks everyone, for actually bothering about this blog of mine.
Flag day today, spent most of the time walking around, searching for kind hearted souls who'll donate.
This is tantamount to begging, but fortunately, it was for the IJ homes, an orphanage, so it wasnt much of a problem.
As expected, some were downright rude. Oh yes, there were the generous ones who donated, but then again, a coin always has its 2 sides. A flip of the coin would reveal some rather uncompromising lineaments of the singaporean population with regards to the expenditure of their hard earned money.
Our cans were pretty heavy by the end of the day, especially since there was one guy I remembered in particular who donated $10. $10! I wish I could be just as generous, but here I cannot lie; I am not so, and I dutifully, regretfully admit it.

Whatever the case, I hope to earn enough CIP hours to tide my through. Miss Nandar is holding on to something like 27 hours of CIP and I haven't seen her, not for a long time.

I keep posting and posting and no one in the whole hellish world is reading this crap. Why do I even bother?! !#$^@#$

唉，美术。真使人头痛！ARGH

ORDERING MATERIALS FOR AEP IS HARD

Hees. Iam staring at this blank empty space with nothing I have in mind to type. No, I do have something to type. I have a thousands things I'd like to pour out into this space that is so inviting.
But I'll only do that if I've gone mad.
Because I learnt that I cant trust everyone.
And I've got to stop being naive.

Please, stop nagging me. Its not going to help you none, I promise.
Its your own folly if you do so. I aint gonna say more.