i've been thinking about what to do with this much abandoned blog, so as for now i shall give this space some life.

One recent (or quite some time back) post on facebook really got me laughing to myself and into arather nostalgic mood. Athirah Mustaza: As I'm trying to mug for mids(/As), I suddenly thought of pre-Os back when one fine day four girls stayed back to tie braids and the principal stops by for a chat. Story spread about how the girls chose to tie braids instead of mug. Erhem mugging for As now, a Rafflesian, Victorian, one in temasek & another in national. Dear tyra, you really made my day that day as i was slogging it off in front of my notes that.

As things haven't been too eventful for me, I'm quite glad I've done something rather fulfilling other than burying in notes. and that's the camp sh22 organised for primary school kids or should I say little tyrants. they're adorable, they're cute but at the same time they're capable of being out of hand and really bugging. However at the end of the day, they're still the innocent (okay, maybe with some exception) little ones.

Watched eclipse and dearjohn over the long break cause cts are over and also cause of youth day holiday in lieu. These stories are can pull the strings of the heart however sometimes I feel that it's making life seem too idealistic. People in general will leave the cinema having expectations of their life should be roughly based on what they just watched. Sometimes they're realistic but more often than not it may be something totally out of reach. It's like a momentary escape into the surreal and once the story is over, you're back on normal ground. Things are still going on as it is. It's not that i'm totally against movies, it's nice to watch one once in a while, I'm just having an internal debate about the worth of watching one.

Pick, pluck, pluck off, gather. Carpe diem, seize the day. :D

♥chattered @ 8:42 PM