Hm well what's up.
I had this sudden impulsive thought, that after my hair grows back to a decent length, and once A levels are over (if I even make it through. Or not.) I'd die my hair blue. Dark blue HAHAHA I dk why I thought of this but I'm just sharing.
Honestly not a good time to blog, I'll blog later after I finish my EOM.
Hi. 9 hours later and I can easily say that I've just had a day of negative productivity. The ulcer is killing me, it doesn't even allow me to think because the pain is really distracting. I just burned 3 hours trying to write 1 econs essay and I've only passed the introduction. My EOM's still undone and with 3 tests coming up in the next five days, I'm going to need a miracle in order to survive :_(
Haha so I started up my mac because I wanted to complete my EOM and email Mr Loke (by "2359" challenge accepted) but while rummaging through my first drawer I found this old thumb drive. I think it was my first thumb drive. Decided to check how much space there was on it and I feel like I found a stash of............. can't say gold........... but it's not really crap either. I found photos I took 6 years ago using my first camera (which I thought made me look like a pro). SIX YEARS AGO. THAT'S PRIMARY 5. AND YES, I HAVE PHOTOS OF SCHOOL EXCURSIONS. Like the time we went to watch the NDP rehearsal. First year it was on the floating platform. Felt like such an exclusive event. I'm so appreciative of P5 Chow for taking all these photos hahaha. And I must admit, I occasionally took pretty nice photos (50 bad photos for every 1 decent shot). I think P5 Chow was just discovering her love for photography, I have photos of individual portraits of my ex-classmates. And I don't think I really talk to any of them now (except for Miss Yew of course. OF COURSE c'mon who r we kiddin???????). If I were to upload them (don't worry I don't think I will because I doubt that would be appreciated by anyone HAHA) everyone would be able to have a #whatpubertydidtome. Some people look exactly the same though haha. Anyway, so there's all that nostalgia and crap now. Nostalgia. Bittersweet longing not really for what I had then but for part of what I felt then. Because ignorance is bliss right? 11 year olds were still innocent back then (not u, rnjh).
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