Young love in the sun.

The sleepover was fantastic! We baked, watched movies, and gossiped, and all that.

Daryl's maids made awesome food! For dinner, we had pasta, sausages, black-pepper chicken wings, potato salad with egg and avacado with bacon. For breakfast, we had smoked sausages, scrambled eggs, ham, bacon, and sauteed mushrooms and tomatos. o.0

I had an awesome time talking to Shufen today. I'm really glad we're getting closer. I like having someone to relate to. It seems like we're having the same set of problems. Okay, well maybe not the same? But it's rather similar.

I guess after the promos, it just leaves my heart wide open for everything to sink back in. Everything that everyone said to 'wait after promos' for has decided to sneak out of its little holding cell and let itself loose on all humanity.

Anyway, I've pretty much decided that this is right. And that I should do it. And whether it becomes something I regret or not, well, at least I tried.

Sometimes I wish I had a simple crush on a simple boy like other normal girls. And that even if nothing happened, well, it wouldn't be bad. At all. It would be rather teenage-ish, actually? And normal. And sane.

Not crazy like this.

And well, when it comes down to it, all I want to do is do it and hope for the very best. While preparing for the very worst.

The chances of finding someone like you.

It's like catching lightning

I'm quite sad. Just yesterday, blogger was working REALLY well. Awesome, in fact. I was like, 'Wheee!' And now.. It's all wonky again. :(

Ah well. Okay, here I go on about the affairs of the heart, once again... I was trying to study? And I kept thinking about him. It was half I-want-to, and half I-can't-help-but.

Okay, I really think I may go crazy. The funny thing is, I really like those feelings! It feels like something else is going on in my life besides the sad, sad routine I go through every week now. Seriously. Not only does my timetable suck, I NEED to go through the same thing every SINGLE week. No change. No alternate timetables. NOTHING.

So anything that seems to give me respite, I will gladly take it.

I feel so dead. I feel like... I actually have a chance of not doing well for promos. I'm too scared. I'm really scared. I actually really want to try H3 math, but if I can't even prove that I can juggle 4 H2 subjects, how the hell am I supposed to prove that I can deal with an EXTRA subject?

Okay. It's going to be fine, right? I just need to pray. A lot.

This is also the point where I say I think I take on wayy too much.

Before the YEAR is over, I need to worry about a lot of things.
- TOOP to Yunnan (Previously Cambodia)
- Camp Seven: Survivor!
- A (maybe) performance for Feast Day by the Acapella team.
- My Promos (oh right...)
- Project Work :(

It's a lot. A LOT. I should stop saying yes to everything. I think God didn't want me to die, and so he made sure I couldn't find the Conversational Malay class when I was supposed to take the class. If I DID find the class, I would have been fully packed from monday to friday. (This was before PDPs were suspended.)

I don't think it's only church? (Though everyone seems to think I'm saying yes to too much stuff in church too) I think it's just this thing, I NEED to have something to do. I don't know why, but I just can't be one of those people who get to go home straight after school everyday to study. I mean, I would love to do that, but I can't bring myself to. It just makes it seeem like I have no life. Like my world is revolved around my studies. Which is SUPPOSED to be what it is, I guess.. But maybe I just don't want to do that. I WANT to fill myself with stuff.

Which, again, is NOT good. Because I get very confused, and tired, and I already have too much in my mind for me to take on anymore. I may actually burn out soon.

I mean, it seemed so easy in Secondary School.. But i can't continuue doing that right? JC's a completely different ball game. And I don't want to risk not doing well for my A'levels because of all the excess things I do on the side. It's too 'wasted'.

Anyway, I should just start breathing, and learn to maybe say 'no' to some things.

You know what? I actually miss the Daffodils. I miss gossiping during lecture week. I want to lunch with them next Wednesday and catch up on all the crazy things.

And I miss conversations with Dione. Cuz' she always managed to make me feel better. Even on the stupidest things. (OR point out how stupid those things were.)