Self Absorbed

THIS IS WHY I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER EM, BECAUSE YOU'RE PHATTER AND UGLIER THAN ME AND I'LL ALWAYS LOOK GOOD BESIDE YOU. HAHAHAHA. (just kidding... not.) Don't be sad now now!!!
Don't move no further, baby I'm back here, I'm here to cater lalasmethnsmethn I'll be your lover, I'll be your bestfriend smethsmetnlalala.

I feel different today, not as careful as I usually am in the JC environment, not as timid in some sense, not second guessing myself. Don't really feel very observant today.
Don't feel like I need to do more.
But rather, I feel so self absorbed, in a good way (Maybe not to you but to me, yes yes).
I feel so happy and so excited, I survived thursday.
(and feel absolutely gorgeous at the same time.)



Thursday.
They should call it Turday and not Thursday because todays timetable is seriously the biggest turd I ever have to experience.
Normally, one has about 3 subjects a day but today, the lady who created the time table thought it'd be funny to squeeze in all the subjects that I'm taking ( excluding PW) into one day- TURDay.
7.45am-5pm, with a break from 9-9.30am and another from 11-12pm.
So besides the breaks, I've calculated that I have spent about 7h45min productively.
(Lets just take the talking crap during class and day dreaming out of it.
Imagine! I did not even sleep, Hah.)
Every Turday to me, is always a victory.
It just means that I've survived and that I'm a survivor.

On top of that, I went for my CCA's first meeting (Bloggers club) and have been assigned the role as a photographer with Robotson. Even after the meeting, I even had the energy to taohuay half an hour with him! Amazin!!!!! O_O

(Oh my god, I just remembered that today is "Kiss someone with starting with 'J' day" Fuk. Guess I won't be kissing Joyene, Joshua, Jorji, Jesus, James, Jude, Jack, John, Joker- half of the names, I just made up. Oh but Jesus is my..friendddddd, right Benedict!).
(I've realised that this post till now, is about boys. Smelly smelly boibois)

Okay, I guess.. I can kiss Justin.. It won't be that badd.
(refer to picture below.)


I was just thinking, a few days back, that it'd be todalleh awesome if bloggers club came up with a correspondent who acts just like VJ. Just a thought, thats as close as I'd get to be a VJ if that were to ever happen and if it was me. First Ms Americas were idolized just like barbie dolls and now Americas next top models seem to get more fame.
See we change, people change. I still don't get why people talk about change like it's something that shouldn't happen.
That if someone changes and doesn't remain the same, that it's a bad thing.
Just because he/she doesn't suit you, then leave, right? Be the good friend that you are and ditch that muthafucker for the ants to nibble and feast on!!! You don't need that carcus of a friend and you damn well don't need Daniel!!! (Juz kidding Zoppopotamous).

Zool swallowed his uvula- oh wait, no, OHH his uvula is swallon.

This is Zolppopotamous lookin serious. He has green pubs for hair. Cute right

Anyway, I don't feel as gorgeous anymore and I need to "study" for my math test.



Future plans.. For the next 2-3 days:

Friday: School, Math test, Chinese, go out, maybe Muriz?, maybe Eme, maybe Tanny, maybe Elizaeth, maybe justMaybe Ann.

Saturday: no, saTURDay is not so much of a turd as Turday.
Meet up with Maybe Kim?, Zool?, Steph?, Eme?, Tania?, Muriz?, Cw?

Everything is in a blur, I'm about to die, I spent an hour blogging and looking at pictures, I predict that I'll fail my math test or at most just pass it (which is so much better than my last 2, 3/20 and 5/20.)