hello. stuck in my mum's empty dark office now, waiting for my mother to come take me home. i'm actually supposed to be struggling through my wads and wads and wads of homework now, but oh well. and this means, that i'll be working through the night again. woohoo.
but anyway, i'm bored now, so i have decided to come and revive this
okay, only stupid bloggers like me go through the entire irritating process of logging in and waiting for the page to load and then suddenly forget what she was going to write about. oh yes, before i start i have something to say:
SORRY SOOCHIN!
I don't know why i said you were stupidly hardworking, and i really don't mean it. SOMETHING possessed me to say that, and i'm sorry.
oh god, why am i writing this here. you probably don't even know my blog URL!
well. anyway. for some strange reason, members of the NYDC seem to like my guy profile. yes BRENDAN. the oh-so-hot-yet-totally-non-existent guy. and Iris wants to be Isaac, and Ee Hsien wants to be Samuel. BUT YOU GUYS HAVE TO CREATE YOUR OWN PROFILES, HAH.
okay, i'm just rather worn out! FINALLY TESTS ARE OVER. homework is still DABOMB(okay, i don't even know what the heck that means), but it has always been like that, so i guess i'm fine. will post a few weird pictures that fong yi took. Weird pictures are always taken when the AYES are presented with a camera. YAYE, NATALAYE, FONGAYE,MADELINAYE, KELLAYE AND AUDREYAYE. I know, we are lame. nanyang does things to people.
oh and and and MR LIM KOK BOON! COME BACK! WE DON'T WANT MR ONG! WE WANT YOU AND YOUR ART! MRLIM MRLIM MRLIM MRLIM.
stupid mr ong. i don't even know why the other girls even think he's hot. please, i would rather marry my foot.
i don't know if that's actually possible, but whatever.
this would have been a more hyperactive post if i had not already spent most of my energy surfing the net and wasting time. since i was relatively happy today(because the tests are over), except for the soo chin issue. oh god, i'm so embarrassed.
and thus i bid you goodbye.