i've recently come up with a new catch phrase...
instead of oh my gosh we say...oh my lulu!!! hurhur...
thats what your brain resorts to when it doesn't need to do integration or statistics.

anyways...i reallie miss going to school...seeing 06s22 everyday...
guessing what colour shirt mr.kum is going to wear...
dread the super boring lectures
seeing the dude everyday.

i just realise we're all going to be going our seperate ways.
as much as i hate it, i guess i have to grow up and accept that fact.
i think if i'm ever entitled to a wish from God, i'll tell him that i'm tired and that i wish for him to take me home.
yepp. i guess i'm not good at perservering or enduring or whatever...
too bad, its just me(: