


step not on a single crack, tossing salt behind your back.
966
is a bloody traumatising bus.being first-timer on the 966 (aka transport home from rosy's), i didnt know where to alight. i thought marsiling mrt was the next stop but there was a frigging invisible bus stop before that ! (?!?!?)
so i pressed the bell and when the uncle stopped no one got off D:
yeah then i could feel all those piercing eyes on my back, and i even caught the uncle glaring at me in the mirror and giving me the pissed face.
i swear, woodlands has the unfriendliest people on earth.
couldnt even let a sweet-looking IJ girl off ! pfft.
anyway, life is supremely screwed up at the moment.
test results make me want to 跳楼
and we let the class eat the Myanmar cake but everyone was too nice to tell us that it sucked. except flower, who's just out to hurt my feelers.
but choir people liked it !
HAHA shows just how high-class our palate is ^^
hope Greens Outing (currently in planning mode) comes through next tuesday.
fingers crossed that Momma will let me go ):
and and i have decided to get a Twitter account, because Demi has been replying to a heck load of people's comments.
IMAGINE IF SHE REPLIED ME 8D
5 more days;
