I'm blissfully tortured.

I have this sudden urge to take photos of random things. I just want to. No, no, not pictures of myself-lah, that moment of vanity has disappeared.

I should get my camera batteries recharged.

Thursday had to be called off, so Friday it is =)

Transformers and red shoes (and Shia) wait for me. I am coming.

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Shadows. Spot me if you can and I'll give you a chocolate muffin.

So, my neighbour, the smart one is back from the UK and my dad yesterday went and congratulated her.

I felt like burning something at that time.

"She can get A for her exams, now she's going to graduate with First Class Honours and her moot was taped and sent to every university in the UK because it was so good!"

Yeah, yeah. Not enough compare to the brother, compare to the neighbour.

Hmmph. Honestly, I don't care-lah.

To me, as long as I'm not involved in drugs, alcohol (true okay!) and cigarettes, I'm considered okay. As long as I don't go round killing people, extorting money (the Stamford Bridge fund is NOT a way of extorting money!), rob people or banks, I am okay. As long as I don't jump off a bridge over a failed relationship or get married at a young age or have a kid at this age, I am okay.

My studies aren't all bad. Sure no As, but I haven't failed. Maybe the A will come soon. Why must compare to her? I'm sure if I did law, I'd be good as well. Hmmph.

I'm not angry. I'm not annoyed. I'm just happy that I know there are people around to put me in my place.

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Currently listening to:
Makin' Out - Mark Owen.

You'll be the one that knocks the man out I was beating up.


Hahahaha...I just love that line! It's really goes with the video (Oh God, don't you start! I fell off the chair because you, madness!). Madness claims this is her favourite song. Have you been knocking people out your boyfriend was beating up? You violent thing.


Eh, he sounds really good solo. I don't know about you, but he has this raspy voice that I like. Like Paolo Nutini. I listen to everything, except heavy metal (the things my brother used to listen to). =/

Plus, his songs make sense and it's happy emo. Not sad emo. Got difference. Big difference.

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I miss MacG. That silly man and his uncanny resemblance to my father. He was one of the best teachers I had. The other would be my Physics teacher who is such a patient person especially when we (meaning the Russian mate and I) used to tease her and laugh at random things in her class.

He is such a nice man. Despite having made us memorise Sonnet 18 and The Road Not Taken, we all know he cares a lot for us. And he taught us things that weren't in his teaching scope. He taught us Bio and Chemistry too.

I wish I could see him. Just to say hello.

=(