the happy days.

I feel like I’ve been doing everything wrong.
Everything is making a mad dash downhill and I’m being dragged along with it.
I want to get away.

guilt-free pass.

I’m a gigantic sucker for happily-ever-after true-love-prevails movies.
Stumbled across American Pie 5 just now on HBO. Grins. Not your typical true-love-prevails movie, but they did live happily ever after.
Unfortch, I also cannot help but notice that the girl involved in these happily-ever-after sitches tends to be tall and skinny with perfect skin. Humph.
Life is unfair.

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Frisbee was not as xiasuay as bowling, but I still felt pretty useless on the field. 
Run here run there and never catch properly. Oops.
I quote Amanda See, I aim to be less unglam.

grrrrr.

I just HAD to do something stupid.
After making up my mind to attend CG faithfully this year and even signing up to be a CGL, I HAD to change my TG slot to the one that clashes with CG!!!!!
DAMN IRRITATED WITH MYSELF NOW.
I should have stuck to the morning slot and figured a way around [...]

it’s all in the aesthetic.

Watching men’s gymnastics only reaffirms my view that men look better hairless. :)

grr bah go away.

I’m feeling emo and irritated with myself for a multitude of reasons.
Or, it could just be the medicine playing tricks on my brain. 
How many times till u say it right?

shag.

It’s only the fourth day of the first week of school and I feel like I’ve been here 400 days.
I frigging have a backlog!!! 
This is so not happening!!!!

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I am extremely put out with Sembcorp Parking.
They deleted my cute little Knut from their database!!!!!
The strangest thing is that my mom’s car, which I drove like 2 semesters ago, is still registered.
BAHH humbug.
Paid 9.22 for parking today!!!!! :(

where have my holidays gone!

I am staring YEAR THREE full in the face.
Time flies when you’re stressed too. Two more years and we’ll be out in the big bad world, yay us.
I don’t want to move back in time, but neither do I want to move forward.
Lock me in stasis, embalmed in plastic for now.
I’d like to watch the [...]