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WHY IS ABSOLUTELY EVERYBODY GETTING BANGS.

Chocolate Without The Guilt

Yesterday afternoon was spent with my SELENGE SELENGE darling Rynnie, reading recipes wrongly and turning brownies into kuehs first, and than cakes. THREE ounces, my dear, not eight. That's what you get for writing everything down in neon yellow pen. (Nyahahahha) It was hilarious, how we were practically drowning in self-denial when the "brownies" came out. (It MUST be the sugar!) Tsk, but still, it was a delightful noon well spent.

Rushed downtown to meet the other half of The Elevens. Fish & Co with Joyce that hungry beggar pushing us all the way because she was so ravenous. And it was late night Bugis Street shopping, which leaves me very dissastisfied because I did not pounce on anything yet dammit. We're coming back girls! I swear.

Needless to say I had oodles doodles of G to the O O D time.

ELEVENS <3! God knows I love you more than my favourite pair of knickers. Study for Econs yo!

To you, Shahril

It's your eighteenth birthday, Ril. Finally, your age is catching up with your looks. This is the big brother I never had, he protects me from assholes and I protect him from whiny annoying minahs. (:
He is the guy who never minded my "fucks" because hell, he made those the staple of his every conversations. He is the man that I cheated Math test with and got our asses chewed by Tan KS. He is the guy who was there to hear me out during chalet night, when I felt like crap, never ever judging, but always supporting and helping me demolish the entire bucket of Rocky Road/French Vanilla ice cream along the way. He was the one who got pissed off when I got drunk in school one day, and I'm the one he always calls/text late at night when sorrow got the better of him. He is the guy who rolls his eyes when I proclaim everyone obsessed with me, but always always agreeing just to make me happy. HAHA. He is the one who gossips endlessly with me by the stairs after school, and the one who bitches happily about everyone with moi.

Because he is my Shahril Aziz aka brotherdearest. (:

Happy happy birthday, big guy.
You know you are loved.
____________________________________

Xcountry today, I ran hard enough to clinch myself a medal. I'm happy enough.

Bullet to the Head

How many pages have you torn out of your diary, because they were too dangerous to keep?

Skipped school today.

It's only January and I'm already doing this, Heaven forbid. Mondays were always physically exhausting, due to mornings runs, afternnon PE runs and evening trainings. For some reason, yesterday was especially tolling, and when you're on the bus, wiped out and stinking to high heavens, you start to think about the incomplete assignments that are all annoyingly due the next day... somehow the notion of going to school don't exactly get you jumping with joy.

I promised myself I won't do this, but it's always harder than you think it is.

Through Glass

"save room for a moment to be with me
save room for my love save a little
save a little for me
won't you save a little
save a little for me."

I have an alarmingly steep pile of assignments long past overdue, but am at absolutely no inclincation to touch any with a ten foot pole. It's been a long week, and I feel so emotionally, physically and mentally drained. Tell me how it feels to have someone stick a straw in you and suck you of all your energy and I will tell you how I feel at this very moment.

If it weren't for the sillest bunch of friends that gets me going, I would probably be sorely tempted to skip mondays all the way to fridays, every week of the rest of my J2 existence. This is how bad it gets, and it's only the first month. Holy hell, I cannot bloody wait for meaningless fun and CNY to goof off.

Cross country next week and too much cake with Bestfriend yesterday, I'm off for a good run now.

P.S Links and Archives at the bottom, don't get your panties in a bunch.

For the IJ team

IJ ballers, this is the jersey Kat, Eileen and me saw at Queenstown the other day. The design is relatively new, (it came out about a month ago) and it's dri-fit, just like the rest of the Adidas jersey kind of tops. But Queensway didn't sell it in bulk and Kat managed to locate a supplier in Bugis who did. But he will only hold it until TOMORROW before he sells it to the public. So I need you guys to agree/disagree fast so we can collect the money and purchase the tops by tomorrow. It's at $45 each. We might be able to get it cheaper if we buy it in bulks. But everyone just bring $45 just in case aye?

And honestly, this design is the most decent of the lot already. (: So SMS ME ASAP BY TONIGHT YO! Thanks.

Tze

Chins up

To my ELEVENS,

"If you reached the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on!"

We will stick this out together, you and me and P4-3.

XOXO

Right out of mouth

"A papercut, small as it is, if you think about it, is the most annoying and painful thing in the world. Maybe because paper is technically not supposed to harm you. When you do get hurt by things that are not supposed to hurt you, it fucking hurts. It's some sort of betrayal, perhaps. And its the same with all small things. Sometimes the smaller the matter, the more it pain it inflicts. Because small wounds can get bigger and fester and sore over time. Because big wounds ARE supposed to hurt. You don't feel it as much. That's what makes the pain from smaller wounds greater in comparison. How many times have you felt hurt just because of a small action from someone you trusted, like asking you to go away, even though the intention to hurt you was not there? Small wounds hurt because other people cannot see them, so they don't know you're hurt. In a way."
Rhys

Happy New Year

"Did you ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? It makes you wonder how many people have pictures of you, how many moments of other people's lives we've been in. Were we part of someone's life when their dream came true, or were we there when their dreams died? Did we keep trying to get in, as if we were somehow destined to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think, you could be a big part of someone else's life, and not even know it."