phoo-ey. Nowadays, life seems so much more demanding. What does the world want of us? I really don't know. degrees? bleh, whats with that piece of paper, and all this sad talk marks the almost arrival of the annual hated EOYS. ah wells, i have to start making my EOY mugging book, like last year, i feel that i'm getting lazier year by year, i wish i would somehow return to P6 and get on the "This-is-PSLE-year-and-i-cannot-screw-this-so-i-have-to-mug-like-shit" mood again. oh gosh, time flies.

and i should really stop being so addicted to some books. phhoooo.

oh and best of luck to next thursday. DOUBLE PERIOD HMT. phhoesh. i'll just die and rot or something cause after that i have math tuition till like omfl 6PM? OH FREAK. ah well, i'll just hang in there. cause many people have worse plights than me and i know i shouldn't be here complaining.

fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars, let me see what spring is like, in jupiter and mars. I really just wanna LAUNCH myself out into space and come back when EOYS end. and its streaming year somemore. i feel dead. but the sms-chain i had with bun really pulled my spirits up and pulled the dreamy joedi back to reality. okay, no more slacking, intensive revision, here i come. BYE WORLD. THANKS bun anyway for being the source of motivation right in 6am in the morning, love you!;D

bye world,
Joedi