Because Metro Station says we should shake it.

Finetune my heartstrings,
the first on the lists,
which i write,
spawned ink on blue lines

And i know that if i believe,
i can make all of this go away
half-hearted dreams and withering splendour,
simply by writing it down
and adjusting my moodrings,
finetuning these heartstrings.

But i just can't.
Cause you're more than a heartbeat,
and a little less than an honest mistake.

31/5/08
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HELLO ALL.
so first day of school. expected to be sitting next to sarah anne for the rest of the year, despite mr poh's unending promises of getting a new seating arrangement done up 'soon'. However, it was not to be. Tuesday morning was interupted with sharp cries of protest and the noisy reshuffling and transferral of books at first period. So i got directed by a slightly imprudent Amanda Yeo right at the middle back of class, next to fabeha. Ummm ok. Since i don't really talk to her much, except for the occasional rant about augustana and talking about suanners during exam time, the first few hours were a little bizarre. Punctuated by my attempts with lame jokes and what not. Sheesh.

Warmed up by EL, and started debating on whose idea for the narrative would be better. Man was it hilarious. Janna and Ruoen were none impressed by my wonderfully crafted story!! Well, i don't fabeha's DRESS attempt was that good either -_-" Our first insulting conversation went something like this.

Fabeha: What?! That story is soo cliche. I mean, the bridge?! and the artist part?!
Me: how could you say that? it has a perfect balance of creativity and substance. you punk.
Fabeha: punk? You braceface!
Me: *gasp!
Fabeha: Haa. gotcha there didn't i.

SO here's to fun times.
VICTORIA IS BACK.

for five weeks. Honestly, if i were her, i'd be dead bored.

Had a good time at nic's shaking up the place with ROOCCCKBAND. i swear we're addicted to that game. I'd advice nicole to keep it locked somewhere nigh unreachable till after Os because its consuming all our time, supposed to be spent studying.

Reached church and time to teach! Mark was a fairly fast learner, but i taught like crap. Sheesh, i can't even remember how i started to pick up rhythm guitar at all. So ended up babbling something about key progressions to a bewildered mark. I do hope it helped him a little bit.

Nick teaching younger bro Timothy the bass.

Mel finally decides the pick up guitar again!!

MARK future electric guitarist.
The twins rocking it out.

It was quite enjoyable. Sheri is being very irritating though. SHEESH.

EVERYONE SAY HELLO TO CLARE!!!! Who managed to 'make' it to school today. this calls for a celebration!! Which involved me, her and renee standing outside EL class for a full hour and ms kang totally ignoring us. Had a good chat after EL, wherein Clare ahhem 'confessed' that she has leukemia! which is the 'reason' why she can't come to school. Tsk tsk.

Unfortunately fabeha couldnt come to school because of some other more important, pressing matters. So sat next to Nicole, whose partner didnt come as well. We went high at the last hour. Pretty fun sitting there wahahaha.

Janna believes she is ALWAYS READY FOR A CAMERA SHOT.


Um, obviously sarah doesnt possess the same gift.

Band afterwards. Valley for two hours with hyper-active marilyn, who kept talking about her new class position and other bizarre things. Plagued by constant messages from a bunch of people during band. We left early on account of our upcoming 'TEST', mary totally lied. AGAIN.

NAStasha is totally trying to find new and innovative ways to pon band, and her oblivious mother keeps writing friggin' notes for her while an even more oblivious mr juraimi doesnt note her abscene. This is ridiculous. I should be the one not going for band, not natasha!!! She has enough brains to sustain her till Os, while i clearly need more time to catch up. ARRGGH.

I still havent done half of the things on my list so i should get going now.

GOODBYE ALL.