Who you gonna call?

Bane of my existence, this Economics. :(

ONE MORE PAPER TO GO BEFORE SWEET SWEET LIBERATION!

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Joy’s favourite phrase today was:

“PRAISE THE LORD! HALLELUJAH! THANK YOU JESUS!”
While raising her hands up in the air and closing her eyes with strong conviction. (I asked her if she learnt this in Sunday School and she said no. My sister thinks she was just born religious.)

Two seconds later she’ll go, in her loudest voice,
“WHO YOU GONNA CALL? GHOST BASTARDS!!”

Sighs, children nowadays.

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“I’m going to miss you when you grow up,” I said to Joy in the car today on our way home.

She looked at me and said, “Oh. Yah, me too. Go where?” Eyes huge and sparkling, the sun setting in the background.

“I said grow up you dummy!” I laughed, reaching over to give her a playful shove, silently wishing that the moment’ll never end.

“Okay, I don’t grow up. But how?” She replied, genuinely wanting to know how not to grow up.

Well, I don’t know too my darling. I guess we’ll all have to grow up then.

TGIF NOT.

Why do we all always fall victim to procrastination?

“This is not procrastination! This is gao tus!” Chris asserts. Yeah, gao-tu is Hokkien for procrastination.

C’mon.

MAI TU LIAO!

Not as if we have alot of time to tu anyway, 15 hours to the last deadline this sem.

Anyway, it’s pretty bizzare to be sitting in between Haikal and Chris in the middle of the night, cranky without proper sleep in three days, trying to construct proper coherent sentences in a report.

:(

OKAY BACK TO WORK.

TGIF NOT.

New hair!

My classmates had a good time laughing at my new hair today, they even got me a new name-

Tom.

Goodness. Is it THAT bad?

Anyhow,Kiko came up to me and said, “What trauma did you undergo?! You want me to lend you my hair?” Trusting her brown locks in my face.

Ums, thanks but no thanks, I’m fine. :)

It was an awfully long day at school, I’m tired out like shit.

But the perks of a long day was that I got my virgin ride on a bike! :) :) So fun to feel the wind in your face, speeding down the expressway.

And I had dinner with Mr N, although both of us were literally dragging our feet, sagging under the weight of our ridiculously heavy bags. (Screw you conflict resolution and mediation, your books are bloody heavy!)

TV beckons, then more work.

Toodles humans!

I have no paper.

You’ll always know when monster comes around when you find that all the A4 sized paper have disappeared, thrown into the dustbin because she has drawn say, ONE fish on the paper and it wasn’t good enough for her standards. Bummer. I have no paper to print my timetable and thus have been reduced to copying it out.

Of which I can never understand why the school administration doesn’t have a fixed LT for a certain lecture, or only have e-Boards at the Atrium, which makes things ultra annoying sometimes. Somebody please enlighten me?

Microecons this semester, together with stats and some thingy that I haven’t read through. Sincerely hope I do actually score this time around. :) The main problem of economics is Scarcity. So two years ago man. Suddenly I miss Artsix, especially Mazlynnah, whose favourite subject was Econs.

“HUH? Econs? What’s that? Can eat?” Oh, can. I suddenly forgot the name of my econs tutor in JC! What was her name again? My friend, that old old old lady who always said, “Stef you have to take care of your body, it’s very weak. Always get stomachache ah.” :) And Hana, who was her ultimate pet. Hor hor Banana?

I actually wanted to go jogging just now, only to be met with dark clouds. Ah, bad weather plans- stay at home and bum around.

I shall tuuuu my way to school now, meeting the two mad Disney characters for lunch.

PS. Hang in there Fern! You’ll make it through the week! As well as you Mr N! Hearts the both of you. :) 

Therapy for the exhausted.

I spent the entire afternoon after school sleeping, which was therapeutic, although I cancelled on Ber and Ching as well as Hana – just to sleep. 

Some days are self-declared “me” days. :)

School has this inexplicable way of sucking all life out of you and doesn’t seem to end. A 3 hour long lecture can easily feel like FOREVER and EVER. I experienced that today. :( It was ultra painful I tell you.

After school was an even more painful half an hour test for 10 (yes, I’m not joking, the mad lecturer made us stay back for an hour to do ten, TEN, T-E-N) multiple choice questions that half of us finished in ten, TEN, T-E-N minutes. Although I swear the guy in front of me finished in 5 and was stoning the other 25 minutes away. *Hums MLTR.

Evil. 

In an entirely different note, I heart WordPress! I just learnt that I can change the headers on my blog! How amazingly cool is that!

“She looks like the kind of girl we’d give the 64 diao-combo to.” -Kim