i cant waitttttttttttttttttttttt. come back home!

i cant wait. i cant wait. i cant wait. i cant wait. i cant wait. i cant wait. they're coming back todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. it has been too quiet. i need to make some noise.

oh how cool, singapore international band festival i is next weekkkkkkkkkkkk. i found my sound back again. but it doesnt sound as good as before concert. dang, must find MY sound back.

hectic crazy week. surviving on caffeine. homework for every subject just keeps piling up and up. that doesnt include my own revision. AND AND AND as usual, i am super wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ding dang dong dong behind my schedule. feeling angsty about this. and, despite putting in so muchhhh effort in every assingment and you just dont get the desired results, it stinks man. especially when your other mates are like super duper stinking smart closet muggers. well, its not really a bad thing, super duper stinking smart closet muggers but its kinda frustrating when you dont achieve what you want to.

i realise that i get really irritable if i am tired+hungry+dont get to do i really need to do like studying. that happened just know. school ended super early and was suppose to go out with cikgu naj to town to study malay lit with the whole malay lit class. but, ergh, she had a heads meeting so had to have our lesson right after school without lunch. so, by the time we finished, the one and onlyyyyyy malay stall had closed. so me and seha went to ljs to eat. euhhhh fatsssssss. yesterday was popeyes. today is ljs. i need the gym nowww. oh, popeyes inspired me to bake scones. hehehe. i am so gonna bake!baking galore! here i comeeeeee! bake all the stress away! ok, so we wasted like 2 hrs of our life just to eat. while we could study. seha kept telling me to stop looking at the time. cant help it. ended up, doing only math questions, when i was suppose to finish micro econs todayyyyyyyyyy. haiyoyoyoyoyo. and i still havent finish my math questions. rawr. and i feel so tireddddddddddddd. 5 people in all told me i look shagged and really tired. oh panda eyes, go away.

alright blood donation drive! thank god i am 18. if not, mummy will never let me donate my blood. i want to save lives alright!

ok, back to math, gp, and econs galore. 'yay, i love my life!!' (*say with sarcasm)
despite this, i feel uber happy. come back home quick!


chiao.