obsessed or addicted?
i cant figure out which is which

i was supposed to blog like two days ago. im probably having this aftermath-exam-attitude. i just refused to look back and recall the mistakes ive made. its too frustrating. after every paper, i'll pester curry to find me a good wall to bang my head into it. the best was when i said "i'd love to bang my head against edward cullen's chest. my head would break, the first time i hit anyway" apparently, there's no such thing, and i could only rely on curry. waaaaahhhh! my SS paper is already on the chopping block. i cant even score an A for it. damn it. i should just start waving a white flag.

enough about that. i didn't celebrate my last day of paper either. i had this conversation with my sister that night;

she: its your last paper today right?
me: yes..
she: what time did you reach home?
me: my paper ended at 10. i went home at 12.30
she: did you go celebrate anywhere?
me: yes, me and my friend went to central
she: huh? really? you all went to central, clark quay?
me: no! we went to pasir ris central!
she: -.-''

sheesh, as pathetic as i can be. but still, have to be considerate. curry still has a bio paper to sit for the next day. and it would probably take a miracle for me to go anywhere else other than pasir ris and tampines on my own. i think i can even lose my direction in singapore!

after that, i was rather pleased to indulge myself in a subsequent series of korean and japanese dramas. it has been a long time since ive been resisting and hesitating. ive had a lot on my mind. im sure you all have too. ive been treating my home like a hotel since the start of school this year, and yet, had the time to wonder that i didnt know that my pillow can be this soft. i just had to laugh at myself hard. this couldn't be good, certainly not. HA HA!

aja aja fighting!
i love 3/8. those wonderful people ive met.
`AiN