I want to cry.

Before we get to that bit, here's a special birthday shoutout.


Dear Chang Tze-Young, Adrian (or better know as the confused Liverpool fan),


Now I know how I secretly became a closet Liverpool fan *hint: look at what he's wearing and where*.

There are quite a few things you owe me. Namely a chocolate sundae (I can't remember why you owed me one anyway) AND a long explanation AND my Law textbook.


Haha. Camwhores.

But I shall forget about those things, because I'm such a nice person. And because Chelsea rocks.


What did you do to her ah? Look at her eyes! I knew it! Liverpool fans are evil! *apologises to mate for using this pic*

Also, because on this fortunate day, you turn 20. Yes, you're old. I hope you have a great day today and you'll be blessed in all that you do. And I hope that ALMOST all of your wishes come true. Don't be evil ah, wishing Chelsea to be relegated to second division! Hmmph.

Have a great day and here's to more birthdays!


Very much late in getting this posted,
-me-

*****

Today I went to the main block and saw my underaged Indian Paulo Ferreira look-alike hugging another girl.

*hears something break into pieces*

There goes my heart. Sigh...

*****

But I found something to cheer me up though.


*bleeds profusely*

I want. The iPod.

Well...it would be nice if he came with the iPod, though.


Okay I make no sense, so I better run along and sleep study Biopsych. Bleh.