Saturday, August 18, 2007
Trash.
I am presently freaking tired and feeling much pain in a good 90% of my body. Pink, I realised, is a very refreshing colour. And yes, I perceive that as a very good thing, after spending more than 75% of my life cringing at the thought of wearing anything pink. Ah, change is good.
My eyes feel so heavy it feels as if it's going to reach the floor. Today was a relatively good day, considering Sixuan and I spent nearly an hour trying to decipher some very fugly handwriting, talking about the fuglets in class, and witnessing the most disgusting act performed by a pre-neaderthal being by the name of Ng Sixuan, who tried to use a nailclipper to trim certain hairs.
And today the most perfect man in school waved and smiled and said hello to me. :)
tried to hunch; 12:40 AM