it's weird. i get to now go home at early times when i can actually see my way out of the building without having to use mel's flashlight phone. and i feel so slack. or something. it just doesn't feel right. and don't get me started on the work. that looks like it could fill the marianas trench. and somehow i'm still staying up later than during season.

wanna debate againnnn....

how suicidal can i get :|


we were gods, i tell you.
we were f***ing gods.
and everybody knew our name.
...
faded into obscurity,
but some remembered, still the same.

uhh. k. everything's over. hooray. back to work. phooey.

debate. was scared shitless. now finals. am more worried.

its interesting, how the straits times tries to justify this. i mean, i know he's capable of leading the country and all, but why justify it as "proof that our political succession works"? there are better ways to justify it, and really, i don't buy it. certainly it isn't nepotism (really). he's had his time to prove himself. yes, it is a big deal to singapore, but WHY bring political succession into it? oh, and all the testimonies from the "average man on the street" (3) and the "average MP on the street" (also 3). practically farcical.

oh, who am i trying to kid. it is

oh gods. my dog thinks my hamsters are food. it just tried to eat it. while they look like bite sized snacks, they're not edible.

stupid dog.

hooray for debate! we won everything, and i do mean everything :D 'twas fantastic, the coordination and the analysis and stuff..let's keep it up! despite flower sniffing...>P

rmun fashion parade was painful. i mean, it just didn't seem as funny as my years. maybe it's just me, but it just was..draggy. gah. spent 14 bucks on a cab down too because i was scared i was gonna be late...>( they'd better recompense me for that! >P

ugh. brain dead. guess why.

so cool/freaky (to be played at 1 am in the morning).