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Weekends are the perfect time for reflection, and thinking about things you have done, especially when your WR is finally submitted. Shit you WR for putting me through so much torment and stress, seriously. But I am not going to EFF PW, because I am going to Ace it.

I HOPE.

Yea okay switch back to reflection mode.

I was thinking about so many insensitive things I have said and done to people, and I just can't get over myself sometimes why can't I be more tolerant and accepting. Why do I have to always go with the flow, and do things that others do, even though I know it is bad?

I am sorry to anyone whom I have been mean to,truly sorry.

In the midst of all the craziness happening around the world-terry jones, rooney scandal etc. Those closer to our hearts will include the mad rush for promos, the PW frenzy, what-not, what-not-I found enlightenment, serenity and myself.

Seriously, no kidding.

Not the spiritual kind of enlightenment, but it's just feeling at a Peace of Mind. The feeling like: everything's going to be okay 'cos I believe it will be. Gaining courage to take adversity in the eye and say: NO, YOU DON'T SCARE ME.

I guess people do grow stronger as the years go by?

Do all you want but you're never gonna break me,
Sticks and stones they're never gonna shake me.

You know if I were to go on complaining about how much Life Sucks,

it will never end.

So YES, instead i would like so say that, we have indeed so much to live for.

Many unhappy things happen

But I guess they do happen for a reason.

Moreover

Anything that doesn't kill us,

Only makes us stronger.

Ain't it?

Many people whom we always wished didn't exist, do

But I guess, again

They somehow have to get into our lives for a reason

For that I can't think of a good reason, except for these:

1)They remind us of how we should be grateful for other friends we have

2)They serve as a perfect bitching subject (HAHA KIDDING)

Side-track: Wow if you have realised how I have been typing with Double Spacing, it it probably due to the influence of PW, that anything written in single line, is getting harder to read.

W.R.T. 1), I would proclaim that, I don't have some humongous circle of friends

Not a social butterfly who goes around, knowing everyone.

But I AM SO GLAD TO HAVE SOME AWESOMEST FRIENDS ANYONE COULD HAVE EVER KNOWN.

Sometimes, I think,

That all we need to make us feel better

When the sky comes crashing down on us,

Is just some good laughter, funny moments and the simpliest but most amazing things we do together

YES?

NO?

Remember the Times when we used to be overjoyed for the whole day over a candybar, and for a whole month over a new pair of Bubblegummers?

We used to be HAPPY over the little-lest things.

These days, it's getting quite depressing to see so many people UNHAPPY over very minor issues. I think in times we are living in now, many have forgotten the true meaning of contentment, and for that, I am guilty of, too.

Unlike any other food not worth your gaining calories for, not worth stretching your dollar for,
IKEA's Cold Water Prawn is.

Because it is those kind of food that make you go


IKR, so many pictures in such a short post! This just goes to show that my laziness has spread from not doing tutorials to sleeping for countless hours to using pictures instead of words.

After all, a picture speaks a thousand words:D

I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING TO THE WORLD. I MEAN HOW DID SPA TURN FROM A THERAPEUTIC, RELAXING HYDRO MASSAGE INTO A TORTUROUS, STRESSFUL SCIENCE PRACTICAL ASSESSMENT.

IT'S NOT LIKE AS IF I HAVE GOTTEN OVER THE TRAUMA OF COUNTING THE LENGTHS OF 30 BEAN SPROUTS.

I MEAN, I SHOULD BE THE ONE IN A WATER BATH, NOT YOU, STUPID BOILING TUBE:/

Time flies when you're having fun.

NO WAY. BECAUSE WHETHER I AM HAVING FUN OR NOT,IT STILL FLIES.

WAIT, fly is an understatement. And Understatement itself, is another understatement.
It is literally passing at an ultra, booming, nerve-wrecking speed.

You know that feeling, like:
Just not long ago I was still an insecure Sec One, then not long after, I started to countdown towards O Levels, then "poof" it was over, then not long later, i stepped into the grounds of HC as a student for the first time, and POOF here I am. Its like poof poof poof, and you're here. Then poof poof poof again, then you're there. Pardon my very bad expression.

Since this is the first post, ever since I was converted to a Hwachie, i figured I might as well talk/ gripe about how I am self destructing in that little yellow island, or we more intimately call it as HUANG CHENG. I don't even know how much more cheena the name can get. Hwach, I TELL YOU, is filled with ALL SORTS OF PEOPLE. It's like: You name it, we've got it. It's almost as diverse as the kinds of fish you can find in an aquarium, or if you prefer to call it: FISHTANK.

AND ZOMG, HWACH IS NOT EXACTLY A FOOD PARADISE, BUT SOMEHOW I HAVE BEEN EATING MEALS AFTER MEALS IN SCHOOL. MY STOMACH IS LIKE A BOTTOMLESS PIT, SERIOUSLY.

THIS IS REALLY UNHEALTHY.

BUT FRET NOT, BECAUSE I HAVE DEVISED WITH THE MOST INGENIOUS EXCUSE EVER.

A: WHY YOU KEEP EATING SO MUCH?!
SERENE: OH I NEED TO LAST UNTIL TONIGHT'S DINNER.
A: OH OKAY, I SEE.

HAHAHAHHAHA, AND ANOTHER...

AMAZING THING ABOUT HWACH, IS HOW THEIR STRATEGIC LOCATION OF MIRRORS.
Especially those outside toilets. For the thick skinned/ shameless (ME): They usually just stand there, oblivious to people walking pass, stare into the mirrors in self admiration, or some may even go "OMG MY HAIR IS SCREWED" "MY SKIRT IS SLANTED" "MY FACE IS SO OILY". For others who are slightly more shy, mirrors are also available in toilets too, not one, not two, not three, but four of them, which will help you check yourself out, in any possible angles. Furthermore, if you walk pass classrooms, you would've realised that conscientious cleaners have ensured that the windows are well maintained, and more importantly, reflective.

SO WHEN YOU SEE A BUNCH OF GUYS/ GIRLS STARING INTO YOUR CLASSROOM DURING YOUR LESSON, DON'T GET YOUR HOPES UP TOO HIGH BECAUSE ITS MOST PROBABLY THE CASE THAT THEY ARE STARING AT THEMSELVES, NOT YOU.

IT'S BEEN A PRETTY CRAZY YEAR, OF RUSHING FOR DEADLINES, RUSHING FOR LECTURES, RUSHING TO THE CANTEEN TO MAXIMIZE THAT PATHETIC HALF AN HOUR BREAK, IT'S JUST RUSHING RUSHING AND RUSHING. ONE DAY, IT IS GOING TO DRIVE THAT SANITY OUT OF ME. THE TWO REASONS THAT KEEP ME SANE IN HWACH IS DEBB AND WINKY, IRONICALLY. <3

IT HAS BEEN ALMOST A MONTH SINCE I HAD THE FIRST TASTE OF SWEET SWEET SWEEEEEEEET FREEDOM AFTER BEING SUPPRESSED FOR ONE LOOONG YEAR.

SO EVERYDAY HAS BEEN LIKE GO OUT/ PLAY/ WATCH TV/ SING/ GUITAR/ BAND HERO-ING AT DEBBIE'S AND VANESSA'S HOUSE.

I AM SO LOVIN THIS LIFE BUT AT THE SAME TIME, I AM ALSO STARTING TO FEEL A LITTLE WORRIED ABOUT JC LIFE (WHICH BTW I AM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO, EVEN THOUGH THERE WILL BE............GUYS)
LIKE NO MORE FUN, NO MORE DOING STUPID THINGS, NO MORE NOT DOING HOMEWORK AND NO MORE SITTING UNGLAMOROUS-LY IN CLASS OR AT THE CANTEEN. (HORROR OF HORRORS.)

I was dreaming i saw this.


I dreamt that this beautiful creature was standing right in front of me (with mouth pryed open by a few bricks)
Could you ever imagine how lame i would look beside something like that.
If all these were real. In fact, i wasn't dreaming, i saw it after piano just this evening.
What made my jaws drop another few more inches is that the driver was sleeping so blissfully in a LAMBORGHINI.
If i could ever get my grimy hands on that car, i would have one week of sleepless nights.

After i walked away, i could not resist walking back to take a second glance at the Gallardo. How stupid am i.

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