I wonder when I will get dengue, at the rate I am being bitten by the mozzies. Maybe my blood is too alluring to resist. But I'd rather get an illness that kills me straight, rather than one that induces a slow, painful death. Speaking of deaths, the earthquake in China didn't make me flinch, nor did I sense any scintilla of pity or indignance in me. Reckon it was because of my aversion to China or that I just cant be bothered.
*A change of skin due to difficulty in navigation. Cant find a btr skin -.-*
Same script, different cast. I see the same things that I had fun over when I was younger, the jubilance and exult of those activities, water spraying, catching, hopscotch, blah blah blah, those days were fun, albeit short. How much life have changed, to the extent that good friends in pri sch ends up as Hi-Bye friends on the streets. Perhaps cos i reneged on my promise that I would go back to pri sch every Teacher's day, only to do something else at the last min. If only something can be done to make up for all the lost time. 2 songs which brings back all the memories and tears.
Graduation-Vitamin C
That's What Friends Are For-Dionne Warwick
And the days of hell shall descend upon us soon, when it is supposed to be a holiday, we have to burn our brains out for half of it, and revise for the other half. I am not exactly looking forward to it, but I would gladly let it pass, for the sake of the final hurdle. Still cant find the sense of urgency in me yet, even at such a crucial time, when the first paper, for most, will be taken in 2 days time. But I feel quite assured that I will pass it, and hopefully clinch a B4.
Good luck to everyone taking the paper. May luck be with you. And me.
