Delicious ambiguity

And I’d give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now

Home.

My family can be an annoying bunch. Sometimes I want to run away from them, far far far away. &violently disregard any sort of association with them. Ah, what else is new. (Practice some discretion, guyssss…seriously.)

My friends can be a (cute) annoying bunch as well. Ah, idk how else to put this. My peripheral vision is still pretty much intact, guys. Ehehe. Takpurr la. Looking forward to..this Saturday.

“Have a good weekend, guys!” Wee exclaimed before she left. I was like, pfft. But Zaf was all optimistic. “Of course,” she said with a conspiratorial wink. Then I reflected: “OH YA HOR.” Zaf found it terribly amusing that SHE had to remind me of my birthday. Wow. I guess I’m way too caught up with bullshit that is school &presentation.

Speaking of which:

dkgjsakgj kasjg a’gksfgagjsjn jgsajgajg ajfojghfgajkg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!x1928u curyh!

K moving on:)

When I’m stressed, bad things happen. I forget things, as in my admin number. Even more fucked up was that Zaf had to go correct me. “0608 – what?” “What?Your admin number? 0627 la.” “Oh ya, thanks.”

When I’m stressed, I don’t show it. Actually, I’m not even aware of it. I know I’m stressed, only because I tell myself over &over again that I should be.(Idk what I’m talking about here.) Haha I’m the first person I know who tells herself to be stress……Nyahaha.

You don’t see me scream &shout &tear the hair off my scalp. I’m asymptomatic that way. Hence probably die first la, amongst the other members in my group. Which is just creepy la, since I’m the most composed. APPEAR TO BE the most composed. I do tend to talk to myself a lot though. “Macam psychotic!” a good friend once said……thanks eh, friend:P

Wanna know a secret? I really suck at group projects. I suck at leading the group. I’m too laid-back. &I think I work better alone anyways. I accomplish more shit on my own, than when I’m in my group. (It’s not them, it’s me!) The 6of us hogging 3computers in the computer lab, making unappreciative noises &player-hatin rather than brainstorming. Actually, we did la, brainstorm. But compared to the amount of time spent being Mean Girls…… Ahha. <insert devil face>

Lina had to go make me feel miserable when she claimed how long my hair’s been. ..Since the day I cut it 4days ago. Wtf, ok? Kick you.

Lab was fun today:) Chyeah. All fun &games, until someone loses an eye. Or in this case, leaves with a neck injury as we try to suspend you vertically up as you lie on the stretcher with nothing to hold you but a neck mobiliser &straps which were uncomfortably(but I’m afraid, not necessarily tightly) secured all over across your body.

We all had the most laughs when it was Elton’s turn to be suspended. Cause we were all tickling him on the stomach, pinching his cheeks, verbally threatened to leave him strapped on the stretcher in the middle of the corridor/girls’ toilet. He couldn’t retaliate, cause he was immobilized. He was guffawing, like really HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!when he was tickled. &it’s so damn cute la, cause you don’t hear males laugh like that.. Haha his man-ness, GONE. HAHAHA. Poor thing. &he has ulcers in his mouth &everything, so it must have hurt a hell lot:D

I laughed my ass off, when Vas addressed his ulcer problem: “What did you do uh last night, until mouth got ulcer.” Elton mumbled something about, having no control… &then above all our OOOOHHHHs & HAHAHAHAHs, he said, “As in I have no control over the ulcers!!!”

RIIIIIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTT:D

0622 riot la 8)

Truth be told. I’m scared of this Saturday. Idk what’s gunna happen. Ha ha.

Seriously, don’t do anything too sweet, ok.