Your Humble Narrator

Let it be.

Yeap, everyone should listen to The Beatles more.

Econs tutorial on monday. Our teacher was late, this is the result.

On the bus two days ago. Depressingly lovely rain.

Now, I'm feeling horrifically inadequate and lowly in a class such as A11. Everyone is just too bloody brilliant. It's been ages since I've been in a top class (haha, and look how primary five/six turned out, with Jiali and Jonathan taking turns to top the class while I hide in the back) and I must say, thank goodness. I don't think I can live with the stress for my entire student life. I wonder how Yici does it.

(And yes, if you're wondering, she has ALWAYS been in top classes, save for sec one. Wtf?)

But then I suppose this would push me to work even harder to achieve a mediocre standard. That isn't too bad.

Finally dropped one of my subjects to a H1. I feel liberated. Taking 5H2s was definitely not a smart move, I wonder why people actually take 13 units.

Met Jennifer today! We wandered around the old school. Funny thing is, we're expecting to feel older because whenever we saw old students return they always looked so mature, except no, we feel exactly the same.

Piaaaano at Da Forum.

Finding the dance studio open, we crashed. It's strange that I havent been in the dance studio since secondary two, and the smell of polished parquet is REALLY NICE.

... We walked in and simultaneously said, "I LIKE THE SMELL!!!"

But yes, fun. I wonder what people would've thought if they opened the door and saw us lying on the dance mats.

(: And I miss big, clean canteens.

(updated enroute in the past two days. I'm supposed to be abandoning blogging. I have a severe lack of self-control.)

18072007; 09:27pm