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Ignorant.

So with my retarded fringe, I step into college everyday.
Heh.
I’m proud of it because I DIDN’T GET CAUGHT FOR SPOT CHECK!

The thing now is that each time I get home I feel too tired to accomplish anything. ):

Should not happen

Today was the first time that I was actually so close to being late for school.
The people walking around me could still walk quite slowly.
But soon I realised that there was no one behind me.
The thought of running and not wanting to run.
People infront eventually started to break into a jog. Then we all of course did the same.

I was with melody, haein and lynette.
We were still talking and talking and in my head, it was going, “shit shit, I need to fly.”

But! I still reached school just on the dot.
Amazing I tell you.
Though I was lost as to where was my class and stuff, almost being late is actually fun.
Hahaha.

The little trip back.

Do you remember how we used to communicate in class?

I’ve blurred out the content as much as I can so that, yeah.
Should be harmless content but it’s safer doing so.

I miss those days, don’t you?

Oh, I hate this.

Choir, yes or no?

I’ll have CCA sign up on the coming Wednesday, and I’m still stuck on what to choose.
Initially, I didn’t want to join choir anymore.
Not because I’m sick of it.
But I guess the reasons are stupid as well.
Partly, I really did want to go for something new.
I wanted a sport, (so that I can keep fit haha).

However at the end of the day, I know that I want to be in something I am good in.
That’s one.
And if that’s the case, it’ll be in choir.
It may be my comfort zone, but choir is not as what it looks okay.
Especially smss choir.

Unfortunately, during the showcase on one of the days during orientation.
The sajc chorale, very much left me disappointed.
I cringed.

Though I know the conductors have changed, etc.
I’m still very hesitant.

Sigh,

Differing

And since I don’t feel like sleeping yet, I’ll pobably either spam posts here or at Twitter.

Ever since school started, the time taken in travelling has always bothered me.
It isn’t all that far. But I probably feel this way because I used to take just about 10 minutes to get to school last time.
Of course, this change has to occur.
I’m dealing quite well with it.
In the sense that I can accept the time that has to be taken for travelling.

However. Being acl, I’ll never want to be late for school.
Before I sleep, I actually set three alarms.
Two before six and one at six.
I’m that afraid of oversleeping because this time it’ll really be hard to be on time by rushing there.

With that I become a light sleeper.
I wake up to at least two to three times each night before the actual time to wake up.
I’d check the time and go, “okay still got some time, can sleep alittle more.”
This interrupted sleep or whatever you call it, makes me feel horrible each time I wake.
I wouldn’t have had a good rest.

I want to take ten minutes to get to school!

Just die.

Earlier in the afternoon, it was sunny and it was raining.
I was welcomed by an awfully humid atmosphere at Queenstown.
It just felt disgusting.
I didn’t bring an umbrella eitherrr, so I had to walk in the rain while perspiring. ._.

And after changing sizes for my uniform.
It’s all still too big for me.
Hurrr.
I hope I won’t be the only one not wearing it on Monday. ):

But in anycase I’ll still say, St Margs uniform ftw!

PS, I got my penknife back, heh. :B

All the people in the house go Strizeo, Strizeo!

Did I say that the Finale yesterday was awesomeeeeez?

Everything ended earlier than I expected.
But og6 stayed to dance some more!
Hahaha.
We even joined the 31st student council while they were dancing in the hall and danced along.
Super crazy till Nathaniel asked if we drank red bull.
We screamed like crazy for him too.
Hilarious.

I miss the whole orientation feel.
Appetite got better by day 3. I’m really glad.
(But I still just settle with drinks. :D)

Left my penknife in, if I’m not wrong, Nat’s bag. Abigail left her scissors too.
Wonder if we’ll get it back, hah.
Don’t know why I ain’t asking for it either.
Actually yeah, not important luh huh.

The only fun.

The screams that make you feel like your ear drums might just pop.
Hah, I screamed so much till my throat hurt.
Drinking water after everything felt really good.

OG 6 is awesomeeeeeez.
Totally sexy, hahaha.

Just for now,