oh the holidays have started.
but it still feels like a school day.
reach school at 7.30
go to classroom
wait for i dunno how long then go to S&T centre for the biotech thing.

finally
the last day is TOMORROW.
but guess what.
that means that one freaking week of the school holidays are gone.
three weeks left.
*prays* let time pass two times slower than usual please.

then anyway the last four days have been bearable i guess.
went to some brewery today after the presentations and stuff.
we love to pick up people.
yes.

*waits for dabish and p2g*
so yea.
havent spoken to I.N. for a very long time.
he's a bit off.

The Eighth Wonder of the World by I.N.
"Mom, why is our house stinky like poo?", a little boy asks.
A brown wooden house stands beside the biggest rubbish dump in the country. It encompasses the interesting mixtures of brown, green and yellow, creating a unique blend of colors.
"Ian, I'm really sorry but dad and me cannot give you more than this for now...we understand that you need a good environment to grow up but we simply cannot afford...", the mother breaks off, hoping her little boy understands.
"Mom, our house may be like poo but it's definitely better than stupid little Tom across the street with his prancy little white house. At least there's love here. It's the 8th wonder of the world.", the boy says, sticking his nose up at the mansion opposite.
A tear falls down onto the dry grass.

tag replies:
germaine: yea she did! amazing right! haha. pointy(:
amanda: haha yea! that day we laughed like siao...kwanwei is sexy naughty and bitchy so cannot blame him.
kwanwei: got(: