as long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine,


really,
i think we should listen more than we speak.
practice what we preach.
and be content with whatever we have.

we should be less full of ourselves.
and learn about the joy of gossiping,
the joy of giving,
and the art of receiving.

we should dream more.
sleep more.
smile more.
love more.

***

ha. you know how much i scored for my chinese compo? AN AWESOME FIFTY UPON AN AWESOME SIXTY! hahahaha. i think i'm getting smart. =X

colosseum was... ok, i guess. i missed the atlas' cheerleading. wasnt really impressed with the rest, i think. its not that they are no good. i think they are good. and i think its nice. its just that cheerleading is kinda like figure skating? the first you see it, its like, "OH MY GOSH," "WOW," "THAT'S SO COOL, CAN?" and you get all enthralled with the jumps, lifts and stuff. but after a while, you realise that its all the same and the nostalgia just wears off. or maybe its just me.

ctc was... ok too, i guess. shrugs. the aftermath was fun though. haha. had oodles of fun hanging around with michelle, zul and mereith. and i slept for 13 hours (+ 3 hours after 3 hours of staying awake) straight after that. hahaha. =D

and the stupid pap truck has to roll by with, "dear voters, blah blah blah blah blah, lets stay together and move ahead. vote pap. thank you." while i was in the middle of my sleep, thereby waking me up. hucking fell. gah. wake up the youngest daughter and the sister of your voters, would you? I MAKE SURE MY PAPA AND MAMA AND GOR GOR DONT VOTE FOR YOU! hmph.

but of course, i'm just kidding, as usual. please dont sue. and please upgrade my estate. thanks.


i'll be fine.