Recent BBQs: I feel lost. Mommy says it's cuz I've grown-up. Wierd's e irony in e regret nw over my childhood dream of growing-up quickly realising.
Laughing out loud.
Time.
LAH.
THIS BLOG'S NOT DEAD YET~!!!

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Alright. I guess this means I'm nt as dead as I wished I was... it means tt this blogg shall go on~

=)

Blogging takes skills. Nw it feels a lil' strange 4 me to key in all these thoughts after such a looong hiatus.

So pardon me if. the. flow's. a. lil'. too. rigid. than. you're. used. to. . .

Where shall I begin? So much have happened and I've grown and learned too much to note everything down in a single entry. I guess most imptly I should still settle the debt of nt informing everyone where I've hermited to these past mths.

It was august when I stopped blogging. August... august... wad e hell was I doing then?? Right, there was fucking PW to settle. So EoM... WR... OP... I&R... jackasses kept yours truly bogged down forEVER.

And one day... everything came down. Comp crashed, tests flunked, cca fluked, lost our glimmer of hope at bcumming e champ hse of e yr, Enrui... SERIOUSLY thought I was left to ward off the demons coming in from all sides... it was like Constantine, only faster... like an ambush of a Series of Unfortunate Events.

So I thought mabbe it's time I back-off and wait till sanity came knocking back into my head b4 I did anything else BIGG. I've got a cracked comp not to blogg with anyway...

And e days turned to weeks... weeks to mths... but NO. Sanity was gone, 4 gd, it seemed.

In e end, I survived PW. I passed my pro... "mid-course assessments" with some BBCDB3. I still kept 2 ccas, both of which, I'm nt pining too much hope in bcumming some big shot in alr, btw. And hey, we were not champs hse but we were'nt exactly last either... we still had some nice treat at swensens after everything~

Lastly, I'm used to being alone anyway... sure, it did feel gd to have someone you can cuddle with, someone you can cook for, someone you can tie hair for... sure, nothing's more convenient than a PDA tt's able to walk on her own... sure, it was funn to wreck your brain juices abt how to pamper this somebody more than yourself... and I sure sld miss those times walking her hm...

But it's alot cheaper to play with jt regular frens instead.

Isn't it?