alrighty, updates!
Dee's b'day chalet was on saturday, 25/11. Ibra, Gan, Gab, Pri, Chow Haowie and i represented 04S1 (LOL) and went down to celebrate his 21st with him. we got him a wallet with this sandpaper thingy attached, which i found pretty amusing.

Haowen: What's the sandpaper thing for?
Gab: Sandpaper his (Dee's) face la.
Me: ...... B **!

And i gotta remind myself to use B * * only in the company of S1 people, 'cos they're prob the only ones who understand.
Thanks for the invite dee, we enjoyed reliving our childhood days =)

Sunday was Ibra's gig and also a reason to meet up with Sam, Mat and Rit.
Thank you guys for being there and stayin for as long as you could. More outings next week =)
Ibra's gig was pushed forward by hours.. and thankfully i had Gab and Gan to wait up with me.
Oo, lemme post pics.

camera test gone wrong (unknown band)

This is ibra's brother (in white) and his band [shit, i duno his band's name]

Gab and me, Gan and Gab.entertaining ourselves with the camera.it was more interesting than listening to some of the bands. We had no idea why only the pics which i appeared in had lights flyin through our faces.. angel in disguise i tell ya.

And finally, Ibra saved us from the madness and performed. It WAS worth the wait and i think his band, Minus 1, did a brilliant job. Ibra looked adorable on stage. haha.

That's Ibra, the only un-ghostly figure holding the guitar

The band, Minus 1. (shut up, sam)

They played Greenday's "Give me novacaine" and i was FEELING the lyrics ('cos of the previous bands.Ugh.).

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
The sensation's overwhelming,
Give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright,
Tell me that I won't feel a thing.
So give me novocaine.

And i started getting emo watching the band perform, but i kept my mouth shut 'cos i didnt think that Gab or Gan would understand what i was feeling. We took one final pic together after Ibra got off stage.

And when we were waiting to cross the road i cld have just stood there forever with them. hah.
'cos it was only during Ibra's performance that the memories of 04S1 flashed before me, every single one of 'em.

SAM: I came online just for you Chickeneneh!

Thanks sam=)

Thank you for the ride home =)

I'm back from the 4 days 3 nights "getaway", which did us (my class) some good 'cos we did absolutely nothing but....

put aside sexism and 'size'ism and race/fight each other,
(i wonder if pri won that race...hmmm.)

make monkey faces when they lose to A GIRL in mortal kombat (okay, not very un-sexist i guess),

or just behave like a monkey,

decide whether to get poisoned by ppl's cooking/barbecuing,

resort to eating raw prawns instead,

fall asleep to Ibra's guitar playing, steal pillows, bang on toilet doors, blabber in our sleeps, tolerate the cold, chit-chat, pig out, run up and down the steps of our chalet, run to changi village, run along the beach, realise how gay the guys can get, clearing dee's doubts bout my 19 yrs of singlehood, scare ourselves silly by looking out the windows at night..yep. and that is how we spent 4 days and 3 nights.=)

Emo entry starts from here.

to think that that would probably be the last time i see the people whom i spent almost 1/6 of my life with.

The ones..
- who've seen me at my best n my worst.
- who allowed me to go on and on bout my dreams and not tell me they're impossible to attain.
- who've in their own quiet ways brought pride and honour to 04S1
- who aren't afraid to admit their past failures
- whom i squeezed into a tiny cubicle with, skin on skin and came out all sweaty with huge smiles on our faces
- (the one) who tries too hard to piss me off, but fails.
- (the one) who plays card games with me to stop me from calling him a 15 yr old
- (the one) who would run away with me at midnight to the beach just to avoid dancing infront of the others
- (the one) who confesses too many things to me
- (the one) who eats with his left hand and freaks my mother out (my fellow leftie *wink*)
- (the one) who says my whole name out (surname included) to stop me from talking bout certain ppl.
- who know bout past crushies and laugh bout it constantly
- who always make everything wrong, right again
- who mean too much.

so all the beautiful scripts have been tied with triple knots, names imprinted perfectly at the head of each page of our answer script and passed on to the trustworthy hands of our examiners. all tht's ahead of us are the grievous..oops sorry, delightful marks.
but let's NOT talk abt tht for now cos i've "Got places to go. Made up my mind, i gotta let you know."
the whole weekend i felt guilty for doing absolutely NOTHING. i had to keep remindin myself that i freakingly deserve the break.
There's soo much to do for the next few months and i can't wait to accomplish them all. No more wakin up at 5am.woot!
after my class chalet, dee's bday and Ibra's concert (which will all end by this week) it's time to re-shape, re-read and re-...... u can fill in the blanks, 'cos im still looking for something to improve on.
will update bout the chalet when i get bck on thurs.
till then, for those still taking their A's, press on! You guys can do it =)

Cause i wonder sometimes,
About the outcome of a still verdictless life.
Am i living it right?

I need the 17th of november (3.30pm, to be exact) to come by ASAP or else i wld probably die hyper-ventilating.
I need this to end.