I'm drained.
From just 3 2 chapters of maths.
Recurrence, Vectors 1, Vectors 2.
It felt like I did a lot though.
AHAHAH.
WTH.

Mugging at airport with Fil and Ham.
Yes in the end I decided to go, which I'm glad I did coz I'd end up not doing anything at home.

CHARLENE DEAR STOP FEELING STRESSED.
AND GOSH. IF YOU'RE DUMB, WHAT AM I!

My efficiency rate is damn damn damn low.
I seem to be able to do serious mugging THE DAY BEFORE THE EXAM.
HAHAHA.
[Like how I managed to cram everything on maths in 4hrs the day before Block test. Which explains the lousy grade I got.]

And Filza if you're reading this, Econs paper is not with GP. That's H2 laa. You scared the hell out of me.

I intend to plant myself at airport at 7am. It was actually 6, then 6.30, then 7. HAHA. And I can have my waffle set for breakfast with the strawberry I've been imagining myself eating and free flow of tea. HAHAHAH. But arh........ Depends on whether I'll feel lazy or disciplined enough to crawl out of bed. In every 100 attempts, only 1 will be successful. :/
Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner out tmr. HAHAHA. I'll be broke by the end of MYE.
And I'll probably increase my risk of diabetes. Coz I consumed almost 3 packets of sweets in 3hrs. I need to chew to make myself focus. Haha. Blahhh.

Sleepyyy.

Fall for you.
Song's been on repeat mode on my ipod.
Just imagine how many times I listened to it the whole day.

I think it's so sweet to fall for the same person twice. As in. Fall out of love, then fall back in again. Or maybe at the verge of collapsing, you suddenly grow closer and love rekindled. Ohh. Or like those in dramas. Like how the person has amnesia and everything, but then still managed to fall for the same person again. So sweet. Haha. Read Nicholas Sparks's books! They're so damn sweet, and you wished that you could experience that. HAHA. My favourite is still The Notebook. (:

Eh. But such things rarely happen in real life right.
Gone means gone.
No matter how much you want it to go back to the past, it's useless.

Then why do people like to imagine this and that.
Why with all those fictional stories.
Like trying to delude yourself that this world is beautiful, trying to hide those ugly truth.
Or maybe it's a place to run to and hide. Seek comfort.
Stories to cloud your thoughts in believing things like this exist.

Reality check.

Not emo-ing.
Just having a lot of thoughts about this.