(Sunday, September 10, 2006 / 9:09 PM)
Tsk. One week of holiday gone like that without a trace. School is going to be reopening tomorrow. Okie, I'm fine with it. Odd it seems, but this time I'm not grumbling about the facts that there IS school tomorrow. Maybe, perhaps, I'm used to it. No use complaining. In the end I STILL have to go back to school.
Additional mathematic, elementary mathematic and chemistry not done finished yet. I will try to get them gone by next week, If I can.
I've watched 5 discs out of the 22 discs of 'Bump Off Lover'. That is considered very slow. Nevermind, I will just enjoy it slowly, and painfully... Yes, ignore the previous sentence. I'm just being lame.
These few days staying at home made me realize something. Mother nature is wonderful in everyway. The trees, the sky, the stars, the moon, the clouds, the flowers. Everything is perfect.
Whenever I looked up to the sky at night and see stars, I thought they were really pretty and bright. But since after going to OBS, I found out, the night sky in Ubin is much more nicer than the one in S'pore. Why? There's too much light in S'pore so you can't really see how much bright and shining the stars are.
Craps, I'm still missing OBS.
It's so funny, that whenever I drink water, I will thought of the 2-litre water bottle we at least had to finish in a day in Ubin. I was like ... I don't even drink more than 1 litre everyday when I'm in S'pore and you expect me to drink finish 2 litres? That's really ... hilarious.
Nowadays I must have been drinking too much water. Today, I was reading this short story about how much a mother has done for her daughter. And I cried. Hello? What's wrong with me? The tear glands too over active and over reactive.
I got a lot of things to say, but it just doesn't come out of my mind right now. I would rather prefer drawing than typing. And if I do, the drawing will definitely about those times I spent in Ubin. So, so weird. I'm just not sick of it. I don't know why.
"Why, why. Tell me why." <-- Remind me so much of Mr. Ng. Haha. He always said this phrase when he was teaching my class last year.
Well, I'm off now. Haven't pitch my tent. Mwuahaha. [Oddball. So long already still pitch what tent] (-.-)
Will we ever meet again some time? Even if we do, would you recognize me? I don't hope much; I just wish that you would somehow find me familiar. That's all I expect
