Because we all know that love is a many-trousered thing.

IM EXHAUSTED.

Explained later on.

I told fabeha today that whenever i put her quotes online, the number of hits on my blog soars. From the pathetic 200+ hits a week, it has soared to about 900. more hilarious times during English about the funny hats and the persistent phobis fabeha has that ms Kang will eventually call her. EXPLODING BUTTERFLIES EEK.

Today i had this strange feeling that ms Kang was going to call tsin ning next, and i said 'TSIN NING.' the exact same time as her. People around were kinda shocked, especially when i guessed Janna, myself and Fabeha to be people she would call next. It was spooky. I hope this is just a temporal simliar WAVE LENGTH thing with ms KK, it is not exactly the best feeling in the world.

Then came our little quiz thing during CMECS and it was quite funny. The questions were vair vague, it was pretty much disagree all the way since the questions were way generalized.

Was the first to complete the math quiz after school but sharon takes EONS. yes, seriously. She reminds me a bit of JAS, meticulous to a needle's point and persistent to the very end. Me and Nas were making pissed-eyes at her but she ignored us successfully and continues to jab her calculator furiously. shish kebab.

COMBINED WAS CRAPPY.
okay maybe just DHOOM. holy guacamole. It was so so so so so bad. I am seriously ashamed, maybe he should just scrape the song after all, like he said he would. The ID-ers are none to happy about it either, and i'm afraid they'll push him to cancel it out, oh good cows. After all the work, it boils down to absolutely nothing.

Got the same dressing room as MARY SOH! hallelujah. At least now we have seperate, LABELLED dressing rooms. This means that i probably won't be walking in on a bunch of dancers changing anytime soon, which is a very good thing[speaks from experience, mind you. the squeals and withering looks could kill.]. Stumbled home at around seven forty-five. Mom has no symphathy for my exhausted-ness, i was greeted with soggy, cold beef noodles takeaway and a curt reminder of HOW I SHOULD PRIORITISE 101. yayness.

AND I AM NOT GETTING LENSES. are you kidding?! Do you know how long it takes to make a pair, let alone one with high degree and astig? At least give us some allowance lah. What does he expect me to do, GRIND those lenses?

Just my luck. Ms Ong is very particular about bits of hair falling over your face. And my fringe is not exactly what you would call a 'bit', more like 'mass'. MEHH.

Physics SPA and extra CCA and Dhoom performance tmr. Marvellous, this ought to boost up my energy level up a notch.

Goodnight all.