the zonked, yellowing alien

Term 2 is over and we can finally take a breather. (It rhymes!)

Well actually not really.. What with revising for blocks, going back to school for extra lessons/consultations/trainings, helping out with the preparation of Tanny’s wedding, catching up with old friends and so on, my June hols are rather packed to say the least. Never mind, it’s comforting to know I won’t be idle and the likelihood of me wasting time is seemingly low. Seemingly, hehhehheh.

Today was the craziest last day of term ever, from listening to Eugene talk about weaving/sewing/cooking (basically being a virtuous and domesticated house-husband – he puts most of the female population to shame hahahha) to lazing around in the dance studio watching a few of the guys in our class breakdance when we were supposed to be at ___ _____ (oops).

My grades reflected on ISP are really terrible. When put together, my grades form a word with a negative connotation to it -.- I will buck up and wear high-knee socks, yes I will.

Oh yeah I’m supposed to get contacts this holiday too and I don’t know how in the world I’m going to put them on when I’ve got a phobia of sticking things into my eyes hahaha helpp ):

I think I better sleep now if not I’ll end up spending yet another night brooding over a recent setback.

Looking forward to tomorrow! Or rather, later (: