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The week hit off on a lousy note & Monday being rotten, made me reckon a completely disastrous first week of school where every bad thing you could think of falls into place but hey hey hey things are looking up! But this is partly cause I've found Angelyn who surprisingly has the exact same sentiments as me towards a particular issue which makes speaking our minds facile enough. I've decided it's worthless getting all upset anymore because those judgements are filtered to demoralise & are through the mouths of people led by superficiality so okayyyyyy WHATEVERRRRR w a capital double u. Gauche remarks shunned shunned!
The other day 3 of us girls attempted t get Mingyang the emo spongebob t cut his hair so he would put his left eye, which sadly hasnt seen the light of the day for a long while now, t use. & we swear by truth & truth alone that he definitely looks less sloth-like w short hair. But disappointing enough, NAHHHHHH he listened t the word of the hair & not us.
Anyhow, poly life is great. I find myself trying t convince myself that this is school I'm attending cause I'm still a little high & honeymoony. The independance is what we all seek for but they go abit overboard w it sometimes. I would gladly enjoy some printed lecture notes pls! My class is amazing enough & we had this little class gathering today but I'm not gons elaborate on it today I'm too beat! Ice skating next up! Ahhhhh aren't we the most enthu class ever yay yay sabuleh?
Alright, early day tomorrow & I'm not complaining.
Morning lectures are good. I get t make up/dress up t the sounds of dan & yang again it feels just like secondary school that I miss so damn much!
Sooooo it's goodnight for now & uh sivsssss when you see this pls contact me k i dont see you online!










Saturday night at vivo rooftop (my favourite place in the whole wide world) saw us eating packed dinner in the dark, playing that dumb niu nai game, had the guys making tau poks out of each other & having this cheer competition with a group of NYP people. Again, it was home after midnight & I should really cut this out & revert t a more humane lifestyle. Like the one where the return home time should actually be bedtime? Hah. Used t be in awe at how people could wake up anytime after 9. Who'd have thought my first meal of everyday now, is lunch? Or brunch for that matter.
Hokay so reality speaks. In less than 10 hours I'd be up & out having breakfast w the usual few at the biz canteen. I've 3 fricking hours t spare after Macro econs lecture tomorrow & aye 3 hours a day x 3 days a week x 4 weeks a month = 36 fother mucking hours!
K byeeeee I shall be in an attempt t rest early. But ha ha ha intent never counts. EVER!