i was raving about my mom.
i rave about my mom all the time.
but as i enjoy my mum's presence,
my heart breaks for you.
trust God.


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the router didnt work.
so i am returning it to uncle ben this sun. or thursday if we have cell.
sorry jiayi, cant send you pics from my notebook.

friday is meeting.
doreen didnt bother to hide her excitement.
hahaa.

tomorrow is tuesday.
the treasure hunt is undone.

i miss school.
this is the first real holiday i have in ages.
i miss the stress of projects.
and suaning others because we have no exams.
i miss cute jerome.
i miss peggy's illustration classes.
i miss watching advertisements and animations.
i miss my triplets of belleville.
i miss bitching about juniors and freshmen and moses with justin.
i miss Lorem ipsum.
i hate to say this but i miss critiques.
where lecturers have nothing good to say about your work.
i miss looking for mr sam in the canteen for consultations.
and then having to hide my illustration works from peggy.
i miss the emo people in school because they remind me how happy i am.
i miss lunches with the girls.
minus the teasing.
i miss the darkness of the darkroom.
sounds so corny, but there are lights in the darkroom.
i miss scrubbing the darkroom and then bitching about it.
i miss sitting around in the darkroom and inhaling darkroom fumes.
i miss hanging out late in the photo studios.
and having models that looked like ghosts.
i miss hanging out in the studioes. i miss the studio already.
a place where you can eat, sleep, work, bitch, be emo, talk, wait.
i miss changing print shops. haa. like shopping.
i miss seeing test prints. in the darkroom. at print shops.
i seriously miss being a design student.
i miss the rainy day outing with qi. to ubin. to east coast. to walk around.
i miss pacific coffeee. i miss mccafe.
i miss making fun of jun cos of xiaohong.
i miss the photo major seniors.
why i dont know.
i miss saying holidays already. cos our hols are always two weeks earlier.
i miss terence's short grey pants.
i miss complaining when we need to go to school on saturdays.
i miss the pink lady.
i dont miss falling down on the stairs when i was getting out of the library,
rushing for pete's class and getting bruised on my finger and knee.
but i miss pete saying its ok that i am late, he knew i was handing in peggy's stuff.
i miss hon's class. and his three quarter pants and his melaka accent, if he had one.
i miss hon letting us off early because we begged him to after we helped him.
i miss being antisocial but got out of it because of my friend jingmei.
i miss mr ronald's where's puikeey?
i miss the show cos we had so much fun.
i miss taking cab to show from print shops.
the last one i shared with weiliang, qianting, and henny.
not the best choices, but i saved sevenfifty. pity mr m though.
just behind us but we scurried in to our cab so we didnt have to share with him.
i miss drawing. and painting.
i miss the old man.
i miss more stuff about school. i tell you when i think of more.
i really miss school.

friend from school. huiyuan and i were in the same typography class making fun of val. she insists on us calling her 美女 and she calls her dog a pig. and shes always late though she literally lives on the other side of the bridge. she pigs out a lot and she always shares her fries with me. koped this from her page. (:



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i dont like chatting online lately.
and replying smses.
i am sorry.

i feel too burdened to draw. can i take a break after this?

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