Annyong~ The Chinese New Year holidays officially end tonight. Tomorrow, its back to school. I don't really want to go back. :(

Watched a little of Summer Scent on Saturday. It was awesome. I think Sohn YehJin is so pretty. I don't really need to say anything about SSH, do I? Haha. Watching it is like a slice of fantasy squeezed into my huge pie of reality. Everyone needs a little fantasy in their lives every now and then. I wish I could lead their lives. Run a little florist shop, spend my time with beautiful flowers... I'm caught up in this madcap cycle of endless homework and trainings...

Today I went to my dad's friend's house to bai nian. The first thing we saw when we stepped into the house was this entire two walls covered in trophies and medals and certificates. And mind you, there were about five spotlights specially installed to shine on the trophies and medals. And they switched the spotlights on in the day. The awards belonged to the two sons of my dad's friend and his wife. They are Sec 1 and Sec 2 and they take up swimming, taekwondo, wushu, soccer and went for basketball camps. And the older son is in NUS High, while the Sec 1 guy is in VS. We spent about three hours there on the couch, listening to the parents talk about their sons and nothing but their sons. I was quite appalled by how much they had to talk about their kids. By the end of the visit, I felt as if I'd given birth to them myself. -__- But other than that, I really wonder how such people can exist. At their age I was still bumbling along, crying over not getting into dance competitions. Lol. The two boys exist in a whole different stratosphere from me. They took part in two vertical marathons and came in Top 10, played against S-League and won, had the teachers of many CCAs approach them to join their CCA, made the first team for soccer when they just joined, even though only Sec 2s onwards were allowed to play in the first team... That's just what I can recall offhand. There's probably a whole lot more they've achieved. And the Sec 1 boy apparently has a six-pack (my brother's one year older than him and all he has is a one-pack/prosperous tummy) as well as many admirers. I couldn't really see why he had a lot of admirers though, ha ha ha.

Ok lah. I need to go sleep already. Can't believe the majority of this post is about the overachieving brothers. They (and their parents) are just so fascinating.

I think Criss Angel is awfully sexy. But I agree with Emmalyn that he seems slightly satanic. But oh man, his demeanour just screams "bad-boy" and his eyes are sunken and haunted. I think his eyes are beautiful. He's absolutely gorgeous. I should watch Mindfreak sometime soon.

Spent my day doing last-minute cleaning up, preparing the food for steamboat tonight, doing my poetry comparison homework... Can't wait for dinner, I'm starving. I have decided to watch Summer Scent after dinner, muahaha! I might as well enjoy my holidays. I'll try to complete the PC assignment by today.

-European History: Lecture 3-3 questions
-SEA History: Tutorial 1 on Singapore
-Economics: MCQ on Money and Prices, rest of tutorial 12
-Literature: PC Poetry Comparison, Great Expectations questions

Those are the things I need to do by Wednesday. Not looking forward to doing the assignment for SEA History. Looking at the thick stack of readings I have to do is enough to demoralize me. Nevertheless, it has to be done.

Time for dinner! Happy Chinese New Year everybody!

Today was a true test of my determination and mental strength, and I'm sad to say I did very badly. 3.2km, something which I have been running so often for the past few weeks. I've been running on an almost-daily basis, yet today I performed so badly. 26th position might seem good to some people, and if I had put in my 100%, maybe I would have been satisfied with it. As it was, the moment I stopped to walk, it was all over. Because I chose to throw Ms Tang's words away. She said we should never walk, no matter what. Part of me was forcing myself on, telling myself to go on, to push on. The other part of me simply said, "I'm too tired, I can't." And that was it. I failed in what I had sought so hard to achieve. The night before, I was psyching myself up, telling myself that I was not going to give up, I was going to maintain my stride, I was going to command my body, and not let my body command me. In the end, I still gave in to the negativity within me. I feel as if I'm very selfish, because I didn't give my all for the team.

This is my last cross-country, and I disappointed myself, more than anyone else. There will not be anything like this anymore, running for a school event with everyone else. This is a lesson for me.

I'm not strong enough, both mentally and physically. But most of all, I believe I am weak mentally. And I want to change that. I want true grit and determination. I want strength. I realise I've come to a stagnant point in my life, where I'm not progressing nor regressing. But the possibility of regressing is very high. I am going to push forward and have a breakthrough. I need this, if not I'm never ever going to learn anything. I may have failed this time, but I won't stop here. I'm going to pick myself up from this failure and improve even more. Hwaiting!

But on a brighter note, we won first for the CCA team event. Thanks to the hard work of my team-mates! And no matter what, we're all part of a team. As long as we finished the race, persevered, we do not need to blame ourselves at all! Does this sound contradictory to what I said before? I mean it in a different way. Good job to Elaine, Ailing, Chee Hui and Shona. You girls were awesome! Zhiying, for pushing on till you cried, its admirable. To Siping, for giving your all to this race. To Wenting, whom I know has tried her best. Because she's the type to perservere on. Something must've happened, but it doesn't matter, you were still great. To Sophina, for pushing on despite having recovered from your chickenpox a week or two ago. To Huiwen, Chinwei, Xinyang and Angie... you guys gave your all and that's more than enough. And to Yizhen! You were the best my dear girl. Despite spraining your ankle, you FINISHED THE RACE. You pushed on through the pain. You are a gem. Who cares about that medal pin? It doesn't matter. What matters is you never gave up! <3

I realised today that your mind is the biggest source of strength and the biggest obstacle. It all depends on which voice in your head you want to hear. Because I noticed a marked difference in myself during 2.4km and today's X-country. There was just the blind spirit to follow that positive voice in me during 2.4km, but today, I gave in to the negative voice and disregarded my positive side. So this is my message to all of you. Just truly focus on the positive side in you and push on. We really can achieve more than we will ever know.

Anyway, went for Sakae today with Yizhen and Ailing after cross-country today. I couldn't eat much. I think I'm staying away from Sakae for a few months. Ughh.

Chinese New Year's eve is tomorrow! I simply love Chinese New Year. Its when I truly feel like its the start to a new year. Yay yay yay. Think I'll spend tomorrow doing homework though.

Alright. That's all for today...

Aaargh, just read Karen chingoo's blog and I REALLY WANT TO WATCH SUMMER SCENT AGAIN!!! Shuuucks. Hearing her describe all those awesome scenes... Its both torture and bliss at the same time. I will never understand why people don't enjoy Summer Scent as much as Autumn in my Heart or *gags* Winter Sonata. I think SSH's acting is much better in Summer than in Autumn. And er, BYJ? Ewww.

I should be doing my Econs DRQ, but what the heck. I deserve a break on the computer!! Amazing how I was online every day of the holidays (almost anyway) but I barely come online three times per week nowadays. I think the structure of the previous sentence is wrong. Lol.

Okay, a few updates on my life. I sprained my neck today while in the bathroom of my house. I had just finished putting on my lens, and as I was walking out of the bathroom, I turned the top half of my back to look at the back of my uniform, to check that it was clean and everything. Then when I wanted to turn back, I found that my neck was stuck due to the excruciating pain at the side. It was horrid. My mom rubbed this awful cream into my neck that made my skin burn like hell, and I was jumping around the house like a chicken with its head cut off. And till now, I can't turn my neck to the left properly. I was considering getting those neck braces, but Yizhen reminded me that CNY is coming, and I'd look like a moron wearing a neck brace with my pretty clothes!!

Hmm, we went to run at MacRitchie today. Xinyang, Angie and myself were the last runners (joggers) and we ended up running an extra 1.6km because we didn't know where to turn up. Gaah. And while running, some iguana was sitting on the forest floor, camouflaged, so I nearly stepped on it and it scrambled away. I think I jumped a few feet into the away. Hur hur. And after that, a branch nearly fell onto my head. It missed me by an inch! If I hadn't sidestepped quickly enough, I would have died, I'm positive. Running at MacRitchie is akin to going on a dangerous expedition, not unlike those RPGs.

Really hope the three of us can go for the UN Meeting simulation thing. It would be great exposure and I could learn alot more about the UN.

Okay, guess that's all for today. Non-blogger people can comment now, if you guys want to. I'm off to watch American Idol!!

Argh, I don't know how to do the comparison thing for Lit. It's very annoying when you can't write smoothly and keep having to stop and string your sentences together.

I was watching the MTV for Ye Qu just now, when it aired on television. I think its awesome, because I was moved to tears watching it. Jay Chou is hot, not because of his looks (obviously) but because of his natural charisma, his amazing talent. His broodiness (is there such a word?) is really like, part of himself, not something he puts on for the sake of being different. And if I'm not wrong, he directs his own MTVs right? I thought Ye Qu was really very beautifully done.

Listening to Bi Mil from Summer Scent's OST now. I also read Karen chingoo's blog about Song SeungHeon... and I miss him so much now lah. Feel like watching Summer Scent too. That gorgeous man. T___T

Okay... I think I should go and complete some work before I sleep. Annyong~

Hey there. I haven't been online in approximately five days, thus the lack of entries in this quiet blog. A discussion on blogs a few days ago during GP got me thinking, why do I make my blog a private one? I certainly don't do it to get a lot of hits or comments. I can only conclude that it must be to let my voice be heard, however small it may be. But I've been thinking that maybe I should make it a private one. Or a friends-only blog. Because then you can rant however much you want without fearing that you'll get caught for it. But this isn't my main concern now, so I'll just settle with this.

Well, life's been hectic. I had loads of things to talk about, but I guess I'll just sift out the more important things.

We had our mock NAPFA (what does this acronym mean anyway) test on Wednesday and Thursday. My 2.4km timing exceeded my expectation, so I'm happy; 12.05 minutes. But do you realise that once you achieve something, you keep telling yourself that you could've done better? That's what I felt, I felt as if I should have sprinted faster at the last 200 metres or so, then I'd have ran under 12 minutes. Anyway, I managed to pass my standing broad jump on the first attempt, so no afternoon PE! Muahaha.

Went out with the girls from A5A on Friday. We went to Chinatown for tangyuan and charkwayteow. The food was alright, the company was great. :) I love going there during Chinese New Year and reveling in the whole bustling atmosphere. Hope I can go there with my family next week!

Yesterday we had our newspaper-collecting activity. It was tiring, but fulfiling, but I really dislike the way the Interact people handle things. We wasted three whole hours sitting at the void-deck waiting for a truck/lorry which never materialized. That was not the worst thing. The worst thing was the tactless way which that boy, whoever he is, addressed us. There was no respect, no regret whatsoever. It is utterly ridiculous.

Went over to my grandma's house in the evening to celebrate her birthday. My cousin who recently went into the army was there, and he has really changed quite a bit. Well, it was nice seeing some of my relatives whom I haven't seen in awhile, but sometimes I wish things were different, and that there was more honesty. But my grandma and grandpa are as cute as ever.

Today we did springcleaning! My sister and I finished our room, but I've got to wash the toilet later. I'm really quite excited for Chinese New Year! I love dressing up in nice clothes, I love all the delicious food, I love visiting my relatives and hearing them say how pretty I am (hahahaha). Most of all, I love the culture, the heritage we're celebrating. Red for luck and prosperity and to ward off evil, no cleaning during the festive period itself in case you sweep away your luck, having to stay up till midnight on the eve so that your parents will be blessed with longevity... Don't you think that re-learing these snippets of your culture every year is something very enriching?

I've got a lot of homework to do, a cross-country race to compete in, a toilet to wash, a bed to make, obligations to fulfil, deadlines to meet... But I am happy. Because I have my family, my friends and myself to keep me sane. Because I can speak, I can see, I can hear, I can feel, I can touch everything that is happening. Because I can still cry, I can still laugh, I can still do things for people.

We are truly lucky, all you have to do is open up your mind, embrace your life and cherish everything you have. It's the only way to live happily.

I'm so tired, and the faint shadows beneath my eyes aren't going away! It might have something to do with the six hours of sleep I get every night.

I haven't gotten anything from my secret pal... Today I banged on the table during Econs in the hope of scaring my secret pal into writing me something, hahaha.

Hmm, I think I have to work on the plots for my stories. I keep getting the whole "cliche" thing for comments. Although I'm getting the majority of the votes for the Soompi Short Story Battle, I feel as if I'd rather not have them because some of them comments by the readers said the plot's cliched. And it wasn't meant to be cliched at all. Argh. On a brighter note, I got a $30 Borders gift voucher that comes in the form of a spiffy card, much like a credit card. Books! Here I come!

I kind of regret not applying for Lit 'S' paper now. It'd force me to read more books out of my usual romance/murder genre and I think I'd get to write alot more. Oh well.

Going out with the 05A5A hottays on Friday! Muahaha. I hope I can go meet my mom in town after that to buy my sneakers and my skirt.

I've realised that I might possibly be too optimistic/un-stressed for my own good. I hardly have anything I truly worry about, except I dunno, the faint shadows beneath my eyes. I should worry more about my studies, definitely. But even when I was struggling with Maths, I was still cruising along at own pace, taking things slow. Yet, I'm definitely not some bum who doesn't care about studying, because I do. So I really don't know why I am so optimistic. Even my sister says so. Because I told her I believed that as long as you worked hard for what you wanted, you'd eventually get it. And she told me that it wasn't true, because there are many obstacles that are sometimes beyond your human ability to overcome. She also told me not to set my beliefs so early on in life, because it wouldn't do me good next time on. I might get really disappointed that things aren't what I thought them to be, or something along those lines. But I really don't know, I still believe that as long as you want to achieve something, you can. Its just a matter of how much you want that thing. But then again, if you think about it, intangible things like love... No matter how much you force it, if it isn't there anymore, you can't salvage the situation no matter what. I guess that's when you have to learn how to let go.

Sometimes, I think it is unfair that others should not be as happy as I am. I wouldn't say I'm extremely happy and delirious with joy, but I'm content and reasonably satisfied with my life. I just wish that my friends could have better lives and just be happier in general.

Anyway, I gotta run. My mom's nagging at me to get off the computer.

Till I blog again, ta!

Today I realised how horribly stubborn I can be. And possibly horribly evil. I really think I am very far from being nice. I need to embark on a journey of self-improvement. I need to learn respect, humility and I need to change this stubborn, non-accepting streak in me.

I'm getting sick of Economics essays. Especially when they are all asking the same thing. This weekend has been especially unproductive. I can't lose my motivation now. I need to keep it up.

Listening to Tian Kong now, which is really very nice. Aye, I really wonder if the world can ever be perfect again. Not perfect-perfect, but perfect as it was when I was a child. Just for a day. Wouldn't you want to return to your childhood again? With Precious Puppies and bubble-guns, hopscotch, mad laughter... I think even as a kid, I was already rather weird. I loved standing in the huge toilet in the kitchen of my old house when it was around 6+pm, because it would be bathed in this beautiful fiery-orange glow, a testimony of the sun setting. And I would just stand there, soaking in the rays, feeling so enriched and that the particular moment would be the singular most beautiful thing I'd ever experience. I wish I'd taken more pictures of my old house before I moved out. I miss that place.

Someday, everything will be so beautiful again. Someday there will be no epidemics or disasters wiping the human race out. Someday the terrorists will see that what they are doing is going nowhere. Someday the detractors of the terrorists will see that they are humans too. Someday there will be no murders, no fighting. For just one day, the sun will shine and the clouds will be beautiful shapes in the sky. For just one day, we will be like the people in the National Day MTVs; racially harmonious, laughing and celebrating the beauty of life. For just one day, we will love and respect our elders, our family and friends. For just one day, everything will be like the days of my childhood again.

Because I believe the world is going to end soon... I will treasure my life more than ever. I will not quarrel with my brother (I will try my hardest), I will help my mom out with the housework more, I will try to accept my dad's lame jokes without rolling my eyes, I will not have materialistic wants unless I can pay for them myself, I will cherish my friends more, I will not speak nasty things about people and I will work hard.

Because its not how long you've lived, but how you've lived.

Decided to go back to the basics with my blog template. I've no idea how to insert my tagboard into the template, but since nobody ever tags anyway, the comment link will suffice. I like the three pictures at the top. They remind me of travelling, of London and of Rome.

I finished my story! It was far from the 5000-word limit though. I'm happy with it though. Its written in first person, so its really more personal. Rather different from my usual writing style.

Have you all heard of Bic Runga's "Sway"? I absolutely love it man. The tune is so upbeat, the lyrics flow so easily and her voice is so cute. Well, cute doesn't exactly do it justice. It's more along the lines of a childlike voice tinged with maturity. Listening to it really makes you want to bop along with the music. It's the type of music that will bring a smile to your face. I like Bon Jovi's "Always" too. Thanks to Berdy for the songs. They're alot better than Blink 182, haha. Aeroplane's nice too.

I didn't do much today. Did a little of History, then slept for the most part. I have no idea why I'm so tired. I'm feeling sleepy again, but I want to watch Kim SamSoon later on! Heeheehee. Hope I can go buy my phone tomorrow! ^^

I was walking back from the store below my apartment just now, when I suddenly realised what a lovely night it was. It was very breezy but not chilly. Its the type of breeze that envelops you like a familiar embrace. The moon's glow was muted, so that it looked fuzzy against the greyish-blue sky. An ordinary night, yet so extraordinary in some ways.

The sun's out already these days, so it means sunny days ahead! While it isn't that hot yet, I'll enjoy it. But I know when it gets blazing, I'll be complaining for rain. Haha.

Guess that's all for now. Annyong!

I'm exhausted, and proof of it is when I drooled while I dozed on the bus. I haven't drooled in eons. And they say when you drool, its because all your muscles are completely relaxed. I hope I drool tonight when I sleep.

Something happened today which got my really flustered. I was walking to the bus-stop after school, and it was around 6.30pm. I walked past the HDB flats next to my school, and I saw these four Indian guys at the void deck. Two of them were on the floor. At first, I thought they were playing around. But as I walked away, I thought that the other three Indian guys might be trying to beat the guy up by pretending they were playing. Such things happen right? So I casually walked back, and past them. The victim (shall call him that from now on) was lying on the ground, as if he couldn't breathe, and the other three guys were laughing. I decided things ought to be okay if they were playing, which seemed as if they were. But when I walked off again, I decided to go back and see if the guy was really okay. So I walked behind the flat and that was when I heard the victim shouting "Uncle!" cos 2 men had just walked past. And I was like, oh shit. So I quickly called Mark but he didn't pick up. I walked to the front where I could see the guys, then I saw the victim sitting on the bench, looking quite alright, albeit slightly breathless? I wanted to go back to school to tell the security guard, but I met Zhiliang and Seowang on the way. I told Zhiliang about it, but he said since they weren't doing it anymore, everything should be fine, and he asked me to go home. I was like, okay, because the guy really looked quite okay. But I called my dad after that, and he said that since the guys weren't doing it anymore, and that they weren't fighting, things should be fine. That incident scared the hell out of me, and I think I'm really quite useless and cowardly, cos when I was talking to Zhiliang my voice was shaking and so were my knees. I really wanted to sit down and bawl man.

I hope nothing happens to the guy. Since he didn't run away after his "friend" released him, I can only conclude that they shouldn't be trying to beat him up. I think they were wrestling or something. If it is so, I really think they should use their time to do something more useful. What got me wondering was the two men who passed by the Indian guys. They were still wrestling when the 2 men passed them, but how come no one stopped to investigate? If I'm not wrong, the two men might be from my school. And I was reflecting on the way back, if I ever see such a thing again, I won't hesitate, and I'll call the police. I don't want to hesitate and then regret that I didn't do more.

Anyway, today was pretty fruitful. I ran 3.29km, my timing improved by 2 seconds. Lol. Well, its better than nothing. I hope to reach 17.30 minutes though. Went to the gym after running the track, with Emma and Ellis. Did the machines for the legs, then cycled 10km on the bicycle. I only burned 100+ calories doing that. Running on the treadmill for a distance of 3km can burn more than that. But I think it helps to tone your bum, cos my ass hurt like hell. Lol. Showered after that, then went to I-Space to do work.

Very tired now. No mood to write the story anymore. Zzzz...

Have you ever felt like you were gonna burst? Not out of frustration or anger, but just this inexplicable feeling of over-containment. You just wanna let loose and scream, jump, dance, laugh wildly and with abandonment. I've been feeling this a lot lately. Like while listening to songs on my MP3, I just want to jump up right there in the bus and sing loudly and shake my ass all over the place. I think I'm going crazy, haha.

The weather's been crazy these few days. It just rains and rains and rains. I really hate it. I mean, its fine and good when I want to sleep, but when we have basketball trainings and the damn rain just keeps on falling, it gets really annoying. And during breaks, you can't really do anything. You can't go to the courts and watch people play ball because there's nothing to watch, you can't go to the library and read cos its too cold. Gaah. Hope it doesn't rain tomorrow!

Shall try to finish my story by tonight. Haven't done any homework since I got back. Been reading Nora Roberts, which really is quite gay, because her stories aren't really that good. But Ty, who's the male lead, sounds hot. But then again, all the characters in romance novels are the same. Tall, tanned, rakish, hair a bit too long for conventional standards, piercing eyes, abs of steel, totally sexy... So it gets a bit boring after awhile.

Okay, shall go continue writing. Annyong~!

I'd blog longer, but its already 10:06pm and I want to sleep soon.

Hmm, thanks Emily, for your lovely rose! ^___^
Ran 3.5km today, I nearly died. Most likely we'll have to run again tomorrow. I hope I can clock a timing of 17.40minutes and below.
Some of the J1s are very rude. During the CCA bazaar, they just stared blankly at us when we asked them if they were interested in joining basketball, then walked away. We won't bite you if you talk or even shake your head you know.
I fell down several times while playing match during training today, and my face got hit by the medicine ball once, and the basketball the other. Argh!
Anabel and Shona are the most adorable juniors anyone could hope to have! Much love!
Some people are just so cute! Aigoo, makes me feel like their nuna when they flash me those smiles. Teehee.

Okay going to sleep now.

I'm getting sick of this layout. Haha. And I haven't been updating huh? This blog seems to be growing mould already.

Managed to do quite a bit of work today. Met up with Linghui and Zhiying at McDonald's in Serangoon Gardens in the afternoon to discuss our GP project. I'm really quite amazed by Linghui's general knowledge. She's like a newspaper archive! Haha. Finished the 3 essay questions for Econs. Now all I'm left with is History and Lit. Argh, King Lear is horrible. I really prefer Measure for Measure for now. The version I have of King Lear is pretty useless. The way they explain certain words is so confusing and messy. Gaah.

The weather's been so chilly these few days. Hope the sun comes out soon. I'm sick of having to train indoors during basketball.

I can't seem to write properly for the short story, damnit. And the deadline is just three days away! This may possibly be the last time I join Soompi's short story battles. I realise I cannot really write within such confined themes. And I think I haven't updated Encore in two weeks. I'm so irresponsible.

I haven't come up with any new year resolutions, just realised. I never ever keep them, so maybe this year I'll try not to make any resolutions and just do the best I can in everything. Although I would very much like to get rid of my procrastinating "ability".

I really have nothing much to talk about these few days.

I wish I could do more to help you. This feeling that no matter how much I try to encourage you, nothing will work, is really quite frustrating. The feeling that I can do nothing is scary. I don't want to just sit back and utter words that you and I both find meaningless. I want to find a way to help you, but always remember, that before anyone can help you, please, please try and help yourself first.

Went for flag day today. Went to Toa Payoh at first, but there were simply too many NY people there already, and the central area was pretty small. So Emmalyn, Zying and myself headed down to Somerset to get our donations. It was pretty alright, although I felt like an idiot asking throngs of people for donations when all of them either ignore me or just smile at me.

The past week has been rather hectic. One of the main highlights would be running almost 10km in four days. Since we're training up for our NAPFA test during PE, we have to run 2.4km for each PE lesson. My timing only improved by 4 or 5 seconds since last year. I hope to hit 12.30 minutes by the third week of January. On top of PE, we run about 3km for basketball trainings. Not too sure, it should be around there. And I dropped Maths too! I'm feeling so relieved now. You don't know what its like to not have to struggle during tutorials and lectures to pay attention and understand the concepts. But it also means that I now have to work very hard on my three subjects to secure good grades for them.

Been very tired of late. I think it'll be almost impossible to sleep early (i.e. 9.30pm) on weekdays, so I'll have to catch up on sleep on the weekends. Its good to be back in school again though, and enjoy the company of my classmates and basketball mates.

Okay... going to try and complete as much of my short story as I can. The deadline's drawing nearer...

Kim SamSoon is awesome. Have I said this before? Haha. Just finished episode 6 a little while ago. Muahaha. SamSoon and SamShik (I like to call him that) kissed! And the way they communicate is hilarious. HeeJin is rather weird and just a little psychotic. As for Daniel Henney, he's kind of annoying, and reminds me of those dumb jocks. Haha.

Finished my Econs project already! It was quite easy to do. Now I'm left with reading my Lit texts and Math homework. Which is quite a lot. Egad.

Yesterday was quite fun. Only four of us turned up in the end though; Yizhen, Elaine, Xinyang and myself. I bought my turtle bag! Yizhen was very shocked at my choice, and agreed with me that I would be an outcast in school. She said that she would try very hard to be my friend when school reopens. Wahaha. Eileen and I can be best friends in school. Lol.

We took neoprints yesterday! Haven't taken those in eons. Had dinner at Pepper Lunch. Don't really like it, can't see what all the fuss is about. We bought cute CK boyshorts from this shop in FarEast called ButtOn. And!! We passed by The Give Shop, and I saw this lovely poster of SSH on the walls. I went in and asked the uncle for that poster, but he said they were all sold out, and he couldn't sell me the one on the wall, 'cos he used scotch tape. Sigh. In the end, I bought a different version of the SSH poster. It was the last piece too. The uncle said he doesn't stock much of SSH's stuff, 'cos they aren't in high demand. He even implied SSH wasn't handsome, that's why he wasn't popular. I retorted that BaeYongJun was so ugly, how come he was popular? And he said BYJ is handsome when he smiles. Chi. But I like the uncle, he's quite knowledgeable and friendly. :)

Anyway, we waited a very long time at Esplanade for the fireworks to start. It was well worth the wait though. The music was in tandem with the fireworks display. They were like showers of falling embers, gently cascading stars in all sorts of dazzling colours, dancing gold diamonds lighting up the sky, bursts after bursts of glorious colours. This is the second time I've seen fireworks, I think. It felt like my first time ever. And it was so beautiful, because even though the whole Esplanade was packed with people, at that moment in time when the fireworks came on, you just felt like you were the only one there, soaking up the beauty of it all. And screaming out with everyone else... The experience was simply thrilling.

It was madness going home after that though. Yizhen and I were struggling out of CityLink. It was so crowded and hot. Ughh. Dad came to pick me up from Bedok station. Had a pounding headache man. But I had fun with the three of them! :D I can't do this every year though. Sitting at home and surfing the Internet/Soompi is much more relaxing. I hate jostling with the crowds man. I bet Esplanade was really tame compared to Orchard Road. Not much foam-spraying going on.

I have a pimple outbreak. Think my menses is coming. Aigoo. I can't go back to school with my face looking like a war-torn battleground. Aish. Time to drink more water and slap on a face mask.

I really don't mind being a party chef and baking pretty cakes and cookies. And having my own little eatery, like SamSoon's own dream. And HyunBin's dimple(s) are so mesmerizing. They change his whole face.

Quite excited for school. This is it man. My last year of college education. This is the most crucial point of my life. Whether I can go to a university and take up the course I want, stay in the dormies and study hard like my unnie... I'm determined not to screw this year up. More than ever now, I need to be focused and motivated.

Here's to a blessed year ahead for everyone. Cheers!