I have dozens of photos. 5 dozens (which makes 60 photos). (Post note: I just deleted one photo so that makes 59 photos. I deleted a lot of photos so I don't think it's even 5 dozens now.) I'm going to post them. Are you ready? Ok.
Um. They're not quite in order (on second thought, they are in order). They date back to ages ago.
Hell, this was from February 8th. How long ago was that?!?!?! (Answer: 29 days)
In the morning when I went to have breakfast with Gabbie.
(Don't ask me what's up with that _____ hair.)
After which we went over to Benson's house to do Nightwalk Proposal #1, which subsequently got dismissed and rejected without much consideration and doubt.
Felicia, Benson and Brendan's phones.
February 9th: We were chionging Joelly Leong's scrapbook.
At the end I got sick of peeling double sided tapes.
And then for a long period of time I didn't bring my camera around everywhere like I usually did. Until on February 22nd, for the weirdest reason I just brought it. Actually from February 9th - 21st there wasn't much to blog about either; seeing that life was (and is?) just a mundane and repeated cycle of activities; ranging from things like school, homework, CCA, work... You get the gist.
So, February 22nd.
We did Math at Art.
Ji Ting and Gabbie.
This is Foong Keng Munn, pre-NS, post-CNY. LOL. (We'll take another picture after he comes out of NS.)
Do you see a resemblance :) (I mean between the painting and F&N can)
After I took this photo I showed it to Ahkiat. He muttered, "Fuck."
LOL ACT CUTE. ACT CUTE LIKE TOTORO.
He's reluctant to act cute unlike Keng Yi. (In the second picture, the blur at the side is from Keng Yi, who's fanning his painting. LOL.)
Good. :)
Foo Ji Ting. Lol.
March 6th (the day of our last paper and also the day of the BBQ at Darren's house)
The first photo I took when I got there was this:
And I don't know why. It just looks cool to me.
It looks so picturesque. Lol.
I like love this.
But it also happens to be extremely expensive. 12 crepes for, what, $2.90? Somewhere around that price. Which means 13c per crepe. Perhaps it doesn't sound very expensive, the way I'm putting it, but if you think about it, it really is. You can buy like, nearly three roti pratas from my primary school canteen using the money for a box of crepes. And obviously, roti prata is more filling.
Ms Chua ordered pizzas for us. She's absolutely brilliant. -mock British accent- She's a star!!!
And she really is. Look at that.
This is a total outrage/irony. LOL.
(Deviating a bit: I realised that I still have photos from my phone. Shall post them up another time.)
I like the poolside.
He just won't look up. He keeps staring at the PSP. (No-lifer. LOL.)
Good.
March 7th.
I'm so sorry Ben Chia. LOL.
It really sucks when life is so boring.
It really sucks when I have nothing to write about.
It really sucks when I feel like all this boredom stored up in my brain is murdering my brain cells.
It really sucks to have writer's block. (Actually, can I be considered a writer at all?)
Daily life has gotten to be so repetitive, you can just expect what's going to happen. Screw this, what happened to my vibrant secondary school life?!?! (The life I thought I was going to have as a primary school kid.) Answer: our lives got purged to make way for academic excellence. Seriously. As I keep saying to Felicia, while one of the source from our SS paper claims that the Singapore government is "economy obsessed", we have come to the conclusion and agreement that our school is "results obsessed". Aren't they?
Life is not a box of crayons and rainbows for us anymore. Now that we're growing older, we are continuously being saddled with more and more responsibilities and expectations. We're probably at the peak of our life in secondary school now; we're going to step up and take over. It seems like more and more often, discussion of who's going to be the next Band/Drum Major, Head Prefect, and other similar posts in various CCAs, is very much abuzz.
I guess, in school, I'm having the feeling that I'm not going to receive any form of responsibility at all. So I guess I shan't elaborate. Sometimes I guess I don't give a damn about it and at other times I feel it's a waste if I let the chances slip away. I guess I'll just have to try my best.
Dinner.
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