Wednesday, January 14, 2009

love and some verses.

And I can still hear your whispers in my ear.
And I can still taste your scent around me.
And I can feel, ever so softly, your lips lingering near mine.

I hate it when I'm sleep deprived.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

promise what you will.

Okay, so maybe I've been in denial about my paranoia.

According to the examination guidelines, we're only allowed to use black pens (this already is messing with my OCD-ness), so in preparation for my papers, I have three new black gel pens. In case something were to happen with those, I have a back up black G1 pen (and extra refill - just in case). And if something happens to that pen, I have a black ball point pen to spare.

But what if something were to happen to all my black pens? Then I'll have two blue superfine tip ball point pens (one new, one old) and two fine tip pens. Oh! And one blue G1 pen as well.

As for pencils, I have two 2B pencils but if the lead breaks (which could so totally happen!) and because I don't have a good pencil sharpener, I'm bringing along two mechanical pencils as well (one 0.5 and one 0.7) - with a box of lead each, of course.

In addition to my ruler, I also have two erasers, one with a smaller surface for more detailed erasing and one normal one for quicker erasing (like if I need to erase an entire sum).

You won't believe how much more calm I feel already.

my only after.

In between Integration (I hate C4) and Accounts;

To those still in high school, I have quite a few brand new Form 4 and 5 topical and past-year workbooks to sell at well, unbelievably awesome prices.

If you're interested, let me know! (:

Thursday, January 8, 2009

half in love with elizabeth.

Two words to describe this week - imbalanced hormones.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

on the verge of adulthood.

"Do you know you have stalkers at HELP?"
"Hah, yeah right."
"No, seriously. And I'm going to find them and break their faces."

It's times like these that I'm truly at a loss for words.

Though you won't wash the dishes, hog the damn Internet connection and still won't allow me on your bed,

Merry twentieth big brother (:


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