& now, I feel like blogging again.I've sworn to keep this page alive, maybe not kicking, but alive nonetheless.

My results were a mixture.I find my physics and chem results ludicrous, to the point where even I am dumbfounded and all I can do is laugh.Just laugh.But that's that and so long as I make it in tpjc to do theatre studies& drama therem, I'm a happy happy girl.

I know I wanted mj initially, buttttt I'd have to take subjects I've never taken before and their promotion criteria is damn strict and I'm already beginning to feel the stress so I guess it's better off to pass .And I can qualify for Mass Comm and the activities are really what I'd just love to do and Hirzi's persuasion and convincing is so hard to put aside butttttt I'm still contemplating between law and that soooo I guess the its the jc route for me.

The clique's been seperated, not that we've so much remained as one after school has ended but yeah, the girls and I have all chosen seperate paths.Cept for sheereen, who will be stuck with me for another 2 years should i enter tpjc :D

Oh and its valentine's day today.

OMFG LAH.Results are out this Friday.FRIDAY! THIS FREAKING FFFRRRIIIIIDDDAYYYYY.

Anyway Cai Ling, you owe me one big time.I mean it.Forgetting about Ewan& I, unforgiveable okay.But because I'm such a nice soul, you're off the hook biatch.

And I was conversing with Jia Yu about flirting to the point when she said that she doesnt flirt.Seriously, need I mention kayaks ?

Sheereen's supposed to have coffee at the office cause she wants to meet Subhash.See, pantat, it's one of these perks you get when you've been appointed as the Chairman of the FEF committee.But then again, she's been MIA so yeah.

To the other best friend, cheer up.We'll gather the entire syndicate one day. and wreck the town.BUT we shall not name it Syndicate BAT.

Maybe it is true that we all live behind a mask painted the way we want it to be.To only display our competence and to hide our flaws.

Sometimes, no matter how perfect our lives appear to be, it's really not.

For the first time in months perhaps, I actually had a good time crying my eyes out.Just everything that has happened recently suggests that I deserved it.

They're all tiny matters that come in a tremendous amount at one go.They'll blow over, that I'm sure.But like I said, it was nice to just curl up and weep sometimes.

Then of course, there's always Buble who never fails to come fly with me.

oh,Hirzi proposed to do a get together performance and all.

Ironically, despite my merit malay, I really really want to do those classics.With the dinda and kanda and patek and beta.The ones with the Puteri and dayang-dayang singing in the palace garden, where them men were brave,charming and could belt out a tune that will just melt you.
Plus the elaborate traditional costumes and majestic istana stage sets.

nyahhhh.I want!

Kallang Crowd

Proud to say, I managed to catch the 2nd leg semis and the 1st leg finals at the National Stadium and the whole atmosphere was just overwhelming-the 55 000 patrons, the 9 honks followed by our favourite two syllable word, the wave and everything else

semis;
Lionel went left;they went crazy.

finals;
Apparently, throughout the whole entire game, Cai Ling was supporting the wrong player.In an attempt to cover up for that, she decided to grope Indra Sahdan.Which-for some reason or another- she claims is better that Hirzi groping Macdonalds because she likes to do her dirty work discreetly.

And all the drama that happened was ridiculous really.I cant help but point out the Thais' lack of professionalism and sportsmanship.

For all our sakes lions, win the damn cup.