Nov 17, 2006 21:24
Today was the last day of passive Primary Sixes, squish-you-to-death-OMF-so-adorable kids, Mrs Siow, 180s, coffee at 4 am, KHIRANA DDDDDDD:, Speed/Spit, Bang!, HEAAAAAAAAAAAAART ATTACK!, UN, smelly staff lounges, Effloresco and many other good things.
I am beyond tired and my feet are literally falling asleep. I don't think they'll be waking up any time soon too. The last time I felt so mentally and physically drained was probably OBS, but then again I'm not counting NP sessions which is another story totally. I feel a strong urge to wrap myself in a mattress and coccon until the end of time.
And Mom is being so annoying by making housework impossible to escape. I came home to a Mt Fuji of clothes on my bed. So I just lay on top of it and fell asleep. I got poked awake at about 7 to stuff my face with rice.
Daniel/David/Dan/D-? Craig is one yummy piece of ham. (:
When are the O's overrrrrr? I miss Sharifa D:
And to think in a year, I'll be in her place. I count it unfortunate that it's still not sinking in. As much as I want it to. People keep telling me but I don't know how much of those warnings have actually diffused. Every year I see the batches that are to sit for The Big O (IDON'T MEANORGASMSOFUCKOFF(:) almost at their breaking points. I have this verrrryyyyy EWW-y feeling that I have the potential to be the first ones to break because of it and not going to do anything about it. SORRY LA BUT I AM THAT KIND OF PERSON. D: I keep telling myself to insaf and blablabla, but I'm still hangin'. God forbid. Please slow time down and quicken my brain.
Ah. I need to go smell my feet so goodbye.