Alright, back to school.

No more sleeping in till 12 in the afternoon, no more afternoon naps.
But then again I didn't really get a chance to do those during the holiday which wasn't really a holiday but ended up being called a holiday anyway cos thats the way it is.

Music In the City was great. Although the turnout wasn't really all that fantastic but most importantly its getting that feeling again, that rush when you play where it makes you forget anything else, past grudges, problems, emotional turmoil, whatever. In my case it makes me forget that godforsaken annoying pain in my knees that hurts like a fucking bitch, which will only surface after you get home and all the adrenaline trickles away.

With that gig I know its possible for us to be stronger and move forward, to really be a family and work fucking hard together. Its a really good feeling to see everyone work hard during practice and have so much fun during the performance. Thats how things should be.



supercalifragilisticexpialidociousmaganfoxspoiledboobjobbluerainbowsflyingpigspancakebbqcopter.



I love rainy days on the bus. Actually i love rainy nights on the bus. I'll just sit next to the windows, plug in my ipod, listen to all the jazzy stuff in there, and all the quiet reflective sappy sad songs. And watch the lights flashing by outside the window. I am such a disgusting sappy person sometimes. Sometimes I would get inspired by certain songs and think of a plot in my head and make it into something like a movie. In my head. My parents say there must be something worng with me cos I always have weird thoughts running around in my head. The other day I had a dream where I dreamed up this whole alternative universe where I was riding a badass motorbike escaping from this monster-thing that has a name but I can't remember what. Then I was in this old shophouse-y district running from the spawn of that monster thing earlier, that looks like wisps of black smoke congealed together and had red eyes and move soundlessly. Quite scary. Its amazing what my mind can come up with sometimes.

Wow quite a long post. Maybe cos I'm in ECD tutorial which is the slackest boringest module I have and the old man just retired. waow. I want to go home and sleep and dream about hot korean girls (omg tiffany) but omgwhycannotbeeech. Kthxbaiiiiiiii.

So sad and disappointed.


I don't know what to think anymore.

Hello good morning, my name is Katherine.


Weeooweet.

What a bomb to be dropped, although I would say that I'm hardly surprised by this recent revelation.


Disappointed and disgusted that the person would do such a thing to a friend. And feeling ever so sorry for the blissfully clueless victim.

I will never look at these people the same way I did again. Faz, Larris, Bernette, HOWWWWWW??