This day's got potential. Its pregnant.

Naomi: Hamlet's basically a teenage boy. He's got all these desires, but he doesn't have the bottle to do reach out for them. So, he goes mad, and wanks off about Ophelia, and ends up so boring somebody has to kill him.

Josie: I'm not sure that's right. There's no wanking in Hamlet!

Naomi: Yeah there is. Loads. Only they call it 'soliloquizing'

Cook: Nice one, blondie. She's funny.



I remember being so frustrated with what 'soliloquizing' meant whilst riffling through Wuthering Heights (ref. chapter 1 page 2) at the beginning of the year. That for now, is the least of my worries.

Who said watching Skins isn't educational?

Season 4 awaits the long to-do-list of post-promotionals! Good luck, everyone :)

I'll try to kiss you, if you let me

In an effort to get people to look into people's eyes more, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant, I point to chicken noodle soup. I am adjusting well to the new way. Late at night, I call my long distance lover and proudly say 'I used only fifty-nine words today, I saved the rest for you' When she doesn't respond, I know she's used up all her words, so I slowly whisper 'I love you' thirty-two and a third times. After that, we just sit on the line and hear each other breathe.



If only things could be that simple.

MATH CRAM SESSION today with ains and luki D: Happy studying, all.

Where's your picket fence, love?

The things we forget,
to sing and dance like nobody's watching.
To have a little bit of fun
and dream a little dream,
Enough of those questions

Today's the day to whisk life off its feet
Love irrevocably, darlin',
you won't regret it.

______________________________________

What I need, is a little colour in my life. To do exciting things! (without breaking a couple of limbs, which I probably will.) A hundred balloons, would do just fine.

If you look up 'doom' in my dictionary, you'll find 'promotional exams' printed in big, block letters. School has been plucky but strangely amusing the past few days; albeit the excessive bitching sessions which I can't say was devoid of fun either (!) Canteen conversation and C2's brilliant suggestions!

Yesterday's teppanyaki trip served a good investment; it was 'hello-fine-looking-American/Australian/etc etc-lad' day in town. Stop drooling and try to be cool, lil' wen. Tiara bought this wicked starbucks cup in a shape of a, well... starbucks cup. You shall see it in school on Monday :D

Mandy Moose is officially a giant gob! Tres hilarious.

So ends the 'last day of school'.

Now its back to literature and to tackling ridiculously hard integration questions! Anyone up for studying tomorrow?

Romance at short notice

Pretty. Reckless.

Andrew de Torres of The Scene Aesthetic :)

2nd last week before promos has been absolute pig swill. Project work worries, unbearable teammates and a ear-infection that simply won't go away (yuck, i know.)

Jen was a real peach and loaned me her Ipod for the week, which has been the ONLY saving grace. So muchos thanks to her :) I have been going through piles and piles of my old CDs, and my room looked a bit like a war zone the past few days, but its been great. Three days without a plug-in, it's like real death (BIRKIN REFERENCE! BIRKIN!)

On the playlist this week is TSA (cal's unwanted E.P. turned out to be tops for me), lots of the Beatles and old Cobra Starship songs, which are still the best :)

A string of conversations with Ken and Kai about the fabfour revealed something rather shocking about 'The Genius', who said that Paul M looked like Joe Jonas. Needless to say, I was aghast. Paulie, is legendary! Si?

The new Beatles mania is wonderful but disheartening at the same time! D:

Also, saw a recent clip wherein Vicky-T was singing Leighton Meester's part in GGGB live, for obvious reasons. And some dork said 'Who is that random girl?! Leighton's so much better!'

Oh giddy aunt. Awesome keytarist of the band itself, need I saw more.

I miss this like HELL (where's sid?! Wait, I don't care.) but the 4th season is coming out soon, joy for all! Wicked clothes, too.

Midnight. I should be exhausted from staying at the airport for 486284 hours with Tiara AGAIN (Met XQ too, loud much?). Tomorrow's the end of the week and one more day closer to promotionals good grief.

On a brighter note, 3 MORE MONTHS TO CHRISTMAS! let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

10 Things I Hate/Love About You. Yeah you.

Zip lips,
Chapstick.
Because we all have our secrets
Closets full of them.

Do you remember how it feels
to live in a dream?

________________________________________

To ten of you out there,

1. I think you're the only person that I've had so many real conversations with. We lead separate lives now, where are you? We used to be so close.

2. Hey, everything's gonna be alright :) Chin up.

3. I wish you would pluck it up and tell me how you feel. Sometimes I feel so confused, but yes I think I might... you too.

4. We've known each other forever, you're crazy, we have the best times, and I like. HAHA.

5. Hello good friend, open your eyes. You think you know me, but you'd be surprised.

6. There's no saying 'good riddance' to the past, and that's you. Smell of creamed coffee, playing guitar riffs together between late-night study jaunts, you just don't forget. Things are different now, but I still miss you.

7. I still remember that you were the first friend that I ever hugged. I told you this recently, and you laughed in my face and hugged me back, about a billion times since. You also owe me a steak dinner <3

8. Um we are watching a movie together on Friday, despite it being 11 more days to promotionals. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE *winks

9. You've changed. I used to hate it, but now its okay, I understand.

10. The last one's for me. Dear self, never forget to lie in the grass and play in the rain. Love, always.

I must be dreaming.

Sunday 11:58 pm

Macdonald's sure is stingy with their internet usage. exactly 3 minutes and 20 seconds till the mandatory log-off works.

Was finally temporarily ungrounded to come to the airport to study with my wifey/clueless bitch, Tiara (sorry, jealous GAL somewhere out there). Somehow already exhausted after a couple of hours of ELL. Women in Love is proverbial sewage and T is struggling like mad with it! Sucker.

Tonight Mel and Luki and the rest are out in Bishan doing some serious-prawning and i hate them for having such free lives. Luki just sent me on an MMS of a prawn urgh, don't understand why jokers like them can catch four prawns and i can't even catch one!

27 seconds. Out!



D, feel better, si?

Can't Stop Won't Stop.

Cheesesticks.

I really miss my ipod. It is like walking around without a soul.


Shall not go into a profanity-spam like May when she lost her pencil case (HA! that was rather amusing) but honestly, this is probably one of the worst feelings in the world.

Not to mention how furious my parental units were! To say dad had a nervy spaz, is an understatement.


D:

Its gonna be Legend - wait for it -dary!

Gossip Girl Season 3

Leighton Meester is hot. Not in a lesbiany way, but in a WOW-I-really-dig-her-hair-and-awesome-boots-way.


And honestly, this is probably the best thing that has happened in the (short but LEGENDARY) history of Gossip Girl.



Smexy couple much?!?!

12:09am. Time to log off and get some shut-eye, tomorrow is going to be one heck of a day.

Funny the way it is.

The prospect of waking up for school in a little less than five hours is not appealing. At all.

I feel... strangely stressed, but relaxed at the same time. Tell me, is that even normal?