It's been a while since i last updated, i apologize. These days are so hectic for me and man, am i having a blast. Call me insane but i do not miss the holidays for one bit. I love school, its as simple as that. The only flaw it has is the examinations. Frankly speaking, they're such a downer. Everyone would be stressed out and no fun to talk to. And one would even find oneself cracking her brains out over formulas that she's not even going to be using in her career, well, unless that person works in as an engineer or architech, but other than that, its completely pointless. But i digress. I love school. A salute to the teachers who came up with the one-hour per subject timetable. Now the subjects seem much shorter, even though as compared to past years time table, differs by only a few minutes. Time is very precious these days.

Swoosh! and the first week of school is gone. Swoosh! and my birthday, hannah's birthday and alia's birthday are over. Swoosh! and there goes Hari Raya Haji. Swoosh! followed by Chinese New Year. Swoosh! Mid Year Examinations. Swoosh! the dreaded O Levels. And then comes the time of recognition. Who succeeded in achieving their goals? Who failed to achieve theirs? Who scored above / below expectations? Who's going to cry? Tears of joy or tears of sadness? Someday we'll know...

In the Meantime, lets review the past week and what's going on in my life. I've got an mp3 player, its a Zen Neeon for my birthday from my dearest mother. A bloody nice purple lace jacket for my dearest daddy. My mom bought a laptop for herself but i'm currently using it. We might be going wireless soon. *fingers crossed*. My birthday is over. So many people wished me, btw, thanx u guys. My dearest friends made a fool out of me. Hahax.. actually they bought a choc cake and announced to the whole canteen, so pretty much everybody saw me. I made up with alia, at least i sure hope so. Hehe.. And finally, i think that my tuition teacher's ex husband is a total male chauvinist pig. Its because of him i'm not going to have tuition anymore.

OVER MY DEAD BODY. I love tuition now so don't you bloody dare take that love away from me. If u do, i promise u, i'd take a ruler or my compass and shove it up your ass and twist it from time to time to remind you of the pain so that the torture will never end. A word of protest and i'll choke you to death by forcing your mouth open with my protracter and shove my french curve down your troat. Im that sadistic. But I wouldn't dare do it, of course. Life's too short to spend half of it in prison. Even if you ended up writing a bestseller diary like Anne Frank or Hitler did, or maybe win the Nobel Prize in Literature. Hey, one can dream..