untitled derangement

"spare the rod and spoil the child". that's an old saying which parents used to use as an excuse to cane and smack their kids. similarly, i think that's the excuse i'm using after shooting them down. i feel really cruel but as someone once said too... you gotta be cruel to be kind. actually i doubt they would even bother reading past the first paragraph.. but at least we've put in the effort. seriously.. staying up till 2 waiting like a fool is not a very nice thing to do.. if you've got parental objections, i think we would too.

facing the impossible now as we aimlessly wait along, praying that nothing screws up within these few days and that things will start looking up. it's the hols but fatigue is setting in all over again i'm trying so hard to cram stuff into my stupid brain.

it doesn't help that world war three is starting somewhere at the other end of singapore, thankfully far away enough from me. and especially since an "eleven year old kid" shouldnt be involved in all these adult matters, i'm left out of it with just emails as updates. the dysfunctionality and insanity occurring is the perfect recipe for disaster.. and so i wish to stay away from the red zone.

i miss smun - the hilarity of all witty statements, moo's madness, the many new friends made

today's gonna be a better day cos i'm meeting the closest ppl to me and since we've got so much to catch up, we're pushing aside our studies for awhile. okay, tt was pure nonsense since i'm just being lazy but nothing cheers you up more than meeting with friends and bonding.

hug? yes please.