poor lofty. he must be really disappointed in us, coz as of 10.45 am, he received only 7 M Butt assignments. He stuck a notice on the door, tell us to stop 'farting around the tsd workshop' and get things done quickly. well, i thought i'll be the only few with a delayed assignment to be handed up, but phew...procrastination is probably a normal thing in tsd.

i'm quite proud of my project work group members. despite being notoriously known as the bimbo group (with the exception of me!) we are making quite good progress. our proposal has been approved! yeah....and even other groups wants a look at it. heh, we're settign standards now... ! we are surprisingly efficient. though the three bimbos (i am not being mean, juz factual) loves to sing ( their voices are real good) and generally slack around, we proved to be very much efficient. =)

i was torn today after school between meeting afiah at jurong point, going for peer tutoring back at anderson, and helping out at the pre-event haunted house thingy. jurong point is like so damn far away, and i sadly decided to scrap that. i went with benjy and ngiam all the way out of the gate, crossed the road to go back to anderson, then i deccided that just in case the logistics people need help, so i went back. even if i go for peer tutoring, it would be a waste of time, since the only thing i can do is be a 'validator'. the haunted house prep: heh, had fun pulling and ripping metres and metres of toilet paper to be stuffed into marcus (the latex hand). The haunted house isnt really done yet, but its already freakign me out. i think it'll be quite good, though 6 bucks is a wee bit steep for me.

reached home in such a messed up state. i have huge eyebags and gigantic pimples, and now a voracious appetite to boot. somehow, i managed to wolf down on BK whooper and another chicken whopper. that's really a lot, and i also ate some cereal to curb my hunger. i'm planning to raid the kitchen again later for more food. is there some post-menstrual syndrome which exists and that i have no knowledge of? if there is, i shall name this one as the FHES: forever hungry eating syndrome.

LEFT BEHIND
A drop of tear down her cheek,
A serene expression on his face.
She would stay strong, never weak!
And he, peaceful always.

Their goodbyes should never be forever,
Though down the dark tunnel he has to go.
Succumb to temptation she would never,
But things are different now, so should she follow?

She is lost, her heart pining for his,
For comfort, who else can she seek?
And so the only thing left behind is,
A drop of tear down her cheek.


great, i am so damn sleepy. i slept at 4.30 am. a total of 1.5 hrs of sleep. i wont attempt to do any homework at all tonight i tink. who cares about getting reprimanded by teachers? heh, actually, i do.

*Craving of the moment: sleep. more sleep.
*Song of the moment: nothing.