Woke up late for Biology tuition thanks to bad dreams that kept me up 'til four thirty in the morning; got a fever afterward and just lay on the sofa like a damn cripple, alternating between the world of dreams and Letters from Iwo Jima playing on high-def. Clint Eastwood, you genius you.
I'm looking at the bitch called Life dead in the eye and shouting "YOU BETTER GIVE ME A GOOD NIGHT." CNY with the Hippos eating Jap food- what could go wrong?
Expect all entries to be as short as this one after the hols are done. It's half-way through Feb, guys. Mr SPM is acoming in November. If next March we come back from Results Day and have to face all those disappointed faces, what use will that "We should have tried harder" be?
No more excuses.
p/s: Lucky I'm in love with my best friend. ♥ He takes care of me so well. Mm. Haha.
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