earth to bella

to another favourite girl,



happy 19th birthday, hwee ( :
to many more supper outings like the one we had last night, love!

so it's been school supper sleep school supper sleep.

supper first with kenny the day before yesterday, and with hwee and adrian last night. it's draining to be in school for more than 12 hours at a stretch, but being able to get out and meet these people whom i haven't seen in a long time (girls, me&nette say supper on mon!) is almost worth the eye bags and dark eye rings. exams have to be over soon, because time needs to be spent with the bestie (we how tight haha) and the boo (haha i promise to stop jacking you adrian) before they enlist and army robs us of them. and all MY GIRLS ( :

whitewashed walls and parquet floors

michelle says to blog, about our sad sad lives.

i think we're going mad, cooped within these whitewashed walls. everyone's tapping away on the keyboards furiously, but no one's really getting any work done.

we're all pretending to be hard at work -

i suspect michelle is re-organising (for the umpteenth time) her iTunes library (she has an iTunes playlist called 'dean's list' haha) or playing text-twist/parking perfection. oh but she just konked out, her head's on the table.

mok (who, in reference to a certain group of individuals, said: "a few are stunning, the rest are thrash"; very sing-a-long iambic tetrameter) just returned from exploring every part of the school. apparently he was trying to read his private law readings whilst sitting in those semi-circular arc thingmajigs next to the lawn (how very oxbridge) and he promptly fell asleep. so now he's going home to sleep (or maybe secretly mug away).

josh is there on the armchair which mysteriously got carted down from the 5th level, trying to make sense of public law, before we realised that of course we don't know a single shit, we were playing friendfuckchuck over msn during those seminars.

and i'm here, blogging. another reason for us to slack - for us to read this entry after i publish this.

i'm supposed to finish consideration by dinner!
it's not going to happen, of course.but it's fine, i'm not stressed, because my lovely birks came yesterday and my parents are off to bangkok so the car is mine mine mine. so i can take the car out in the dead of the night to go eat supper, no, study at some 24hr macs. not stressed, not stressed at all. just going crazy, i suspect.

a hate campaign

we all are stupid, just not all the time.
but then again some of us don't even have tofu for brains.
i say thank you, because we are screwed;
and of course, good luck to you, lovely.

sweet religion

For 2 very favourite people of rui's,
the little miss carebear and the little green monster.

On 7 Aug, Happy Birthday to you, NETTE (:



And on 8 Aug, Happy Birthday to you, LYNN (:


b-a hugs from me to you both soon!