Today I attended the last lecture of my JC life.

Bio. =D It was thrilling. Galvyn wanted to take a picture. Instead I drew a picture of proton cannons, his favourite biological item. Anyway the above is the the nicest pic I took on open house day.

Later I went to study room to mug till about 845. SCREW. Stupid frickin' blogger f-ed up and I lost some of my post. Hell awash with erythrocytes. =.= I think I'm not doing enough.


Later went to study room to study. It was hot stuffy and reminiscent of a room to gas POWs in. Noone opened the windows at all. =.= Later they turned up the aircon, at 145pm. double =.=. Mugged till 845 or so. I still feel I'm not doing enough. No. I AM not doing enough. Gah. Crap. Some pics. Tomorrow is grad ceremony even MORE pics.


I think tak wanted this pic...

Stating the...uh, obvious.


Wonderful spot to mug.


Transformers Bus! In the midst of transforming!

Immunity Shield+5 Grants user(s) ability to resist being evicted.


Food hologram activate!

I think they shrank the size of the Mcflurry! Damn. Sneaky asses. Tak's hand should be the proper size of it.

Kitties!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!












Tak, can rip the pics straight off my site. Lol.

BOP! Oh goodness this reminds me of a certain mind-exploding High School Musical song. Lol. I shall not elaborate. I brutally hate the show with a burning vengeance. I just do. =P No offence to people who like it of course. That's just my feelings. I feel like beating it to death with a very big stick, that's all.

This sick guy was abusing a cat. Well, not really abusing but...uh rough love. S&M with a cat. Yup. Today morning at the busstop. He was stroking, fondling, and caressing and rubbing the cat and I think it was obvious if cats spoke, it'd say: Fuck off, dickhead! I don't want to be stroked! Go away! But the asshole apparently doesn't understand cat body language. He kept stroking its side, head, haunches, legs, and it tried to scratch him a few times, and biting him, but he just ignored it, avoided its claws, and kept stroking. It tried to walk away, but he grabbed it, put it back, made it sit and stroked it again. WTH. What a sick bastard. Does he get off on stroking cats against their will? I wanted to slap him. It's a living thing, not a toy!

Stop. Drop. Roll.

Lol. The stuff mugging makes you do.
Sick question.


My neighbour's fish swimming in water 1cm deep. WOW. =.= When it dies(not if, but WHEN) his stupid little plastic fake mountain rocks pool crap will turn into a mosquito farm again. Even my mum cursed his kids to get bitten, and she's not the type to do such things...


Anyway I think the new HPB mental health campaign is fine and all, but I'm afraid its too late. For most of us, that is. I see the ad and think. I'm quite organised. I know where say, 70-80% of my stuff is quickly. Being organised seemed to help the guy in the ad. Not me though. Hmm. Girl hugging mother. I have no kids to cheer me up. Ben has his little sister. =[ My mum reaches home at 11pm, I reach home at 10-30pm, eat, go online and sleep. My dad works irregular hours. No movie-worthy touching parental love scenes there. Old man dancing...in a amazingly retarded get-up. NO THANKS. I'm not going to be caught dead wearing a Stetson hat, some cheesy cowboy shirt, and boots and doing square dancing with some old fogies who'll take my money if I die too early.