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EE external "mentor of sorts" has very kindly invited me to publicise this somehow,
what better way to do it than on a blog :)
so GIRLSSSS (and uhm, GUYS, should you be so inclined to,
for the girlfriend or wife or ... less-than-male friend?)
chicas-dancejazz presents:
supplied exclusively via s'pore-based merchants! :)
/END OF ADVERT, GO BACK TO WORK JAYNE CHIANG. =D
eight more days to go. its like a ticking time bomb, and each day seems to get me more hyped up in school... only to reach a low when i get home :/ no incentive to study at home, keep getting distracted by all sorts of crummy little things, least of them the boxes of moon-cakes in the fridge.
disclaimer: i am not bingeing my life away and fats up on those round pieces of pastry with sweet sweet custard/lotus paste/durian/something? fillings!
again, time flies, and beulah is back tomorrow after ages (no, not contradictory, just sayin' :P) i/we/5.14 miss that girl to bits hahaha she gives our class such crazy spunk and added spice and laughter, with all the random outbursts of emotion or... reluctant submissions to teases/insistent tones of self-defence :D back from america tomorrow, that girl!
pre-promos: study. school. eat (!) talk laugh and play. promos: go on study/talk/eat/enjoy life mode. post-promos: krazeeeeee :D gosh there're just so many things to do after, don't know where the fun begins anymore. first day off from exams? ... support felicia perhaps, even go back to school on music HL day, see how the girl's doing :)
someone told me the other day, astoundedly. about how little similarities/willingness to share about each other's lives, sometimes brings together different people in wondrous ways. and there're parallels too sometimes, however subtle. still wonder about personal things sometimes, but recent events have made me less worried; on the contrary, feeling much better and somewhat contented. almost, just that little dash away to the finish line.
promos. they've got me thinking where all that i treasure will go, after IB is over? :/ weeks of blood sweat and tears, this time next year, for us all. then the tidal wave of exam papers, each labelled with IBDP in english, spanish and french titles. come the end: hurrah lets play, then the wait. boys go to NS, girls wait for the big U postings - - what next? O.O
makes you want to be the little girl holding a string-handful of colourful balloons at her sixth birthday party, all pink dress white stockings (sounds like miss julie :P) and staring innocently at the orange-yellow squirrel pinata... all over again. less worries, the biggest issue on mind would be something like - "where am i gonna find a replacement for swan lake barbie's left ballet-heel?" ):
when did i stop playing with those bimp-bo long haired things? (definitely more than 10 years)
simple sweet sixteen and counting. three months and two days to sexier seventeen :) perceptions. tok - cause and effect - argh. lost?
shoutouts:
feli: *wink* told ya already! xoxo dear you the big(ger) bomb!
kim: WHAT WOULD CHEM BE WITHOUT YOU!! ):
suann: stockings fiesta! let's try post-promos! :D:D
