Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Monday, April 07, 2008


Good morning, Jean! What can be more meaningful than giving yourself a great, effervescent greeting in the morning? While others are in school, burying their heads in books, I am here, planted on my seat. Ironically, I insisted that Nabilah should be in school today. I am sorry, babe. Anyway, Anne just rang me up telling me that Nabilah and Shazreen is absent too. Haa. Anne, we are not in cahoots. Sorry, babe. I messaged Susan in the morning to realise that she did not attend school today as well. So we will be missing Chemistry test. All the better, since I have yet to revise for it. I had a hunch that Desmond would be back in school today, and he returned indeed(:

Apparently, yesterday was peachy, indeed to my interest. Idol, idolise, idolising, what exactly would these be? Fantasies, I defined and elucidated. I live without idolising, that is fine. All that needs my attention is studies. I must try and dedicate my time to my revision.

Oh oh, my blog is actually, finally, surprisingly a year old!

How time flies petrifies me. Sometimes it would be better if time can take a step back for a moment..


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