The Lovesong Writer

I guess we Singaporeans can say we have something to be proud of. I was just sitting on the top level of a double decker right in front. And as the bus was entering my street, it just struck me that the trees gave the neighbourhood a nice surburbian touch. I think that the fact that I don't stay near flats accounts for something too. LOL. But flats are nice. They give you such a homey feeling, like one big family.

Well, I guess exams are over - well, not quite. Only english orals left. I can't very well study that can I? But I will practice and practice and practice it until my parents find it irritating. I guess you can say that the implication of exams has slow effects on me. Where people might be getting their insecure attacks before exams, I only started getting it before Chinese Paper II. Either it's the stress of the exams coming to me, or I'm just terribly afraid of Chinese.

I think the latter works best.

Exams gives a sense of thrillingness though. Not the kinds you get before a concert, or even after the satisfaction of a well-ran concert. It's those kind which gives you the pleasure in which you hold the knowledge to the answer. But now that it's over, I'm immensely ready for fun. YESYES. Starting Friday.

Sometimes I frustrate that exams end so early. Nothing opens at 9! I guess it's safe to say we carried out tradition as well as possible. HAHA. Tradition? Having breakfast and talking for an hour. I feel glad somehow. Yes, I'm glad I do.

there's no mistaking the language of the heart.

1:15 pm;
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