It was a therapeutic chain of events.
I am awake now, I tried going to bed at 3AM, but I couldn't. So I decided to study. Yes, I did. I have proof.


Notes I take down in class.

Post-it notes on the textbook pages. Yes, I noticed my handwriting is getting increasingly smaller by the day.


The perfectly stacked stationeries. Yes, no pink highlighters or pens for me. You ought to know me by now.

The thing that holds my coffee and Dutch Lady lemon-lime yoghurt milk. I am the rightful owner of this mug. NO ONE (I seriously mean NO ONE) IS ALLOWED TO USE IT. Why? Because I am THE BOSS. The other day, the father used the mug and filled it with teh o, I threw a hissy fit. Yeah-lah, I have issues. Don't you?

Waiting for the 14th to come. Missing chee cheong fun a lot.

The music that kept me awake. From Jamie Scott to Jamie Cullum. From Mark Owen to Ryan Star (I heard Clocks! HAHAHAHA! Awesome memories! =p). From Juke Kartel to Arcade Fire. From Sugababes to All Saints. From My Chemical Romance to Panic! at the Disco. From Damien Rice to Billy Idol. From Mika to Maroon 5. From Blake Lewis to Paolo Nutini. All on repeat. Wicked and so much love.

Yes, I am so surprised how anyone can look this happy at 4AM. Honestly. Must be the coffee.
"Eh the guy is checking you out la"
"WTF"
"Yeah-lah. He just stop and stared at you when he arrived"
"Bullshit"
"We kid you not"
"Eh he's looking at you!"
*gets annoyed*
"Piss off"
"Eh got tairu!"
*drools*
*tells father*
"If you're getting up, go take some tairu for me please?
*flashes a big grin*
"Thank you"
-.-"
I had fun with them both. They make me happy =)

The Boss has decided to continue with her work now.
Toodles.
I want to run outside and play...
but it's raining.
=(
Notes I take down in class.
Post-it notes on the textbook pages. Yes, I noticed my handwriting is getting increasingly smaller by the day.
The perfectly stacked stationeries. Yes, no pink highlighters or pens for me. You ought to know me by now.
The thing that holds my coffee and Dutch Lady lemon-lime yoghurt milk. I am the rightful owner of this mug. NO ONE (I seriously mean NO ONE) IS ALLOWED TO USE IT. Why? Because I am THE BOSS. The other day, the father used the mug and filled it with teh o, I threw a hissy fit. Yeah-lah, I have issues. Don't you?
Waiting for the 14th to come. Missing chee cheong fun a lot.
The music that kept me awake. From Jamie Scott to Jamie Cullum. From Mark Owen to Ryan Star (I heard Clocks! HAHAHAHA! Awesome memories! =p). From Juke Kartel to Arcade Fire. From Sugababes to All Saints. From My Chemical Romance to Panic! at the Disco. From Damien Rice to Billy Idol. From Mika to Maroon 5. From Blake Lewis to Paolo Nutini. All on repeat. Wicked and so much love.
Yes, I am so surprised how anyone can look this happy at 4AM. Honestly. Must be the coffee.
*****
Yesterday, I had to attend a prayer service for this relative of mine. I went with my darlings. "Eh the guy is checking you out la"
"WTF"
"Yeah-lah. He just stop and stared at you when he arrived"
"Bullshit"
"We kid you not"
"Eh he's looking at you!"
*gets annoyed*
"Piss off"
"Eh got tairu!"
*drools*
*tells father*
"If you're getting up, go take some tairu for me please?
*flashes a big grin*
"Thank you"
-.-"
I had fun with them both. They make me happy =)
*****
The Boss has decided to continue with her work now.
Toodles.
I want to run outside and play...
but it's raining.
=(
Labels: annoyed, friends, happy, madness, memories, music, paolo nutini, random, ridiculous nonsense, sad, self
2 Comments:
NANA WE USE THE SAME HIGHLIGHTERS!!! (yes yes you told me already, but seeing them for myself gives me a kick)
thts so freaky you know..we have all the colours except PINK. and coincidentally we have the SAME COLOURS. i suspect we actually share teh same brain some lifetime ago. perhaps we were conjoined or something
@ Aimee - WOMAN YOU ARE BACK!!! *throws daisies around*
I just bought the green one on Tuesday, my old one died on me. I am surprised at the fact you don't have a PINK highglighter.
Eh no-lah, if we were conjoined, I'd be awesome in bio like you. But I'm not, so...
I miss you la crazy woman!
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