projects,projects and more projects.my head's spinning.it's nearly 2 am,and i'm still awake.for those of you who know me,yeah,this is supr late for me.i generally sleep at 9.30pm,latest 10pm.

the reason i'm up so late?
doing my principles of economics article analyis.got a load of help from amos.qayyum was useless as usual.bugger ah,both of you.just die lah.haha.and luqman bhai is helping me with my computer programming.syggggg him.mine is super hard.arrays,string,methods and whatnot.

okay,i want to bitch about amos.amos is bloody irritating.cannot stand him.always getting on my nerves.just die lah amos...but all in all,with the abovementioned,amos is super cute and fun to be with.you'll keel over laughing.hahahah.see amos?i'm done 'bitching' about you.bodoh lah amos.hahahahah.

i miss my secondary school all of a sudden.i want to wear my uniform again.enjoy the easy camarederie.skipping class and sunning on the roof.busting my brains for o-levels.getting detention.getting suspended.truancy.pranking classmates.eating nasi goreng with an egg,a hash brown, kangkong,kupang and loads of sambal every recess.sneaking chicken bbq paus to class.doodling in textbooks.playing the piano during recess.dancing in the rain.performing.band.my french horn.climbing to another part of the roof at 3am.sneaking out of school during camps in the middle of the night just to but cup noodles.climbing over the gates to get back in.scaring the heck out of my juniors during the night walk.hanging out with my ex(my then boyfriend) and my friends.chilling with alvin at his shop.watch the guys play soccer.tease the teachers.making wacky videos in class.

those were the days.i miss temasek secondary school.not that i don't love temasek polytechnic,but it's just not the same.

oh well.we have to move on in life.