Hallelujah once more, and the Heavens have granted me a full day at TPJC tomorrow with Panorama's first full dress rehearsal. Thank god I bought the outfit already, but I was very much hoping to go for band at PY, thinking that the rehearsal would only last half a day. Don't know if that hope could stand for very long though. What worries me is that I won't be able to perform because of my lack of practice (funny, this seems the same way for TPJC practices) furthermore its the final week of the Titans and even though the performance isn't something grand or prestigious, I want to make it the best I can give.

Study is another problem, with distractions clouding the holiday air...it's already the last week. Time flies when you're having fun and cursing heartless creatures. And next week it's time to start the school term...all over again. When's the next holiday? Oh, that one week break on september...september...that reminds me. I wonder what James has up his sleeve. Or rather, up his pants. Going back to studying, motivation is one thing I am finding and apparently have not found. Maths, in JC, is one of my most hated subjects, because I cannot relate everything to anything and nothing seems to make sense to me. Maths in secondary school was a breeze, come to think of it. And that particular subject is going to be assessed in an exam this coming monday. It's wednesday. I have only four days to study over a hundred pages of my guide book. Read the notes? Don't give me a heart attack. Anyway, where did all those notes go? I seem to have misplaced everything and anything since the start of the holiday. I have to start being more organised and much more responsible for my work...I just hope I can find the time to inspire myself to do well once more.

Ahh...the itch in my left arm stays. It was a joy having the bandage taken off at the doctors' today. Even the alcohol he used to wipe down my arm felt good. He was doing me the favour of scratching it for me. Too long has my arm not breathed clean, fresh air. I was so happy that he took it off, only to realize that he was going to give me a fresh one at the end of the treatment -.-".

I woke up at 9am to see the doctor today all the way in ang mo kio. A stone, I was. A thinking statue sitting on a seat in a bus set off in an hour plus journey. Now I know how it feels to go to a school far away. I saw students from st.hilda's sec and ngee ann sec get on the bus somewhere near ubi. And all the way my eyelids were so godamnit heavy I was straining to keep them open.

I had a nice time chatting with farzana today about how bad men were. (well, according to her, at least) damn whats wrong with this thing. Sorry if you guys can't see properly.

Well anyway, I was listing down all the bad things men did to women, and she was like 'yes, yes ,yes' all the way. Then I started pointing out the good stuff. there was a 'huh' from her, then everything else I saw in a different colour was 'oi....eh....hey...stop!'

I guess she just couldn't take it. hahahahah. 

ok end here I guess. this thing is irritating me.

cheers.