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Am sitting in my living room eating a microwaved mince pie for breakfast and listening to my brother's punk rock songs as he plays on the computer. I'm pretty sure he only plays those songs because I can't sing along to them and annoy him. Although, he's played them so frequently that even if I don't know the lyrics, I can hum along to the more tolerable ones. I think last night one of them appeared in my dreams.
The mince pie tastes a bit rubbery; maybe I should have toasted it. We didn't have a single minced pie this Christmas; I'm eating the very first one. It could have gotten burnt in the microwave but I can't tell because everything inside it is black anyway. Next time I'm putting it in the microwave for a shorter time and then toasting it.
Haven't gone shopping yet. I intended to go today and still might, but we're painting this banner for Interact and although I was very tempted to tell them I couldn't make it I decided to go in the end and assuage my conscience. Am sort of looking forward to the day despite not being able to shop.
Yesterday I finally did my essay plan and used it to reorganise my essay so it's not crappy anymore. It took me about the same time as the previous day's essay, and its completion gave me the same satisfaction. (Aside: Ugh, he's playing Black Eyed Peas' 'My Humps' :P) The only essay left to revise is my lit essay and I'm not sure if I want to look it over--though I know I'll feel bad handing up a bad essay to Mr. Perry, who's so nice and such a pushover.
Lately I've been spending a lot of time online due to the lack of reading material I have. My dad used to buy the newspaper back every day but lately he's not been able to, for some strange reason. So we're only stuck with Today, which I can read, just that today's Thursday, and I like looking at the Urban section in the Straits Times, even though I feel it does try too hard sometimes. I like looking at the clothes--hahaaa. :) I was complaining to Dan last night about how I can't go shopping today because I had to paint the banner and I could feel him rolling his eyes all the way in Pasir Laba. Guys are so funny; sometimes I do these things just to amuse myself with their reaction.
It's the last week of my holidays and it's been a good week so far. I don't know what's going to happen when I get back to school, though. I never thought I'd say this but I think I'll be happy to see some of my friends in school. I have this philosophy that good and bad years alternate, and this year was a horrendously bad year, so next year should be a good year. :) Interact is looking up; I've got my plans for the next year laid out and things aren't as scary as they initially seemed. I want to try out for dance again. Zhen'll be back (though we won't see each other very often even though we are across the road) and NO MORE SENIORS! Seniors always make me feel funny--it's weird to be occupying the same room with them, like they're watching and judging your every move. Now I'm gonna be a senior--muahaha. Pity there are no MG girls in the next Humanities batch.
I can't believe it's gonna be next year soon.
jac was here with you
12/29/2005 09:50:00 am
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