While my Dad sent my sis to skool, I had a nice warm shower and proceeded to do whatever it is that I do on schoolday mornings. At 645, I noticed that my Dad still wasnt back like he usually was. By 650, he stil wasn’t back and my mum told me not to go to skool without waiting for him to return. I took it that would probably hurt my father if his son left for skool without wishin him gdbye and all especially since it was my bdae and all. Fair enuff. I juz felt that I should drop him a reminder and msged him. 7am. I had this childhood fear of bad things happenin to my parents and at times like these, they resurfaced again. You may find it kinda stupid but hey, I was pretty anxious and worried. Then… 7.05 and the door creaks open, I immediately halt my frantic pacing in the living rm, awashed with relief to see my dad come in saying he got stuck in a jam. Yeah right. He steps aside and…

Guess who shows up? My fav class peeps, who at that moment, had me gushing with delight and had my heart aglow with the warmth emanating from their sincere and affectionate gesture. Well to be honest, it wasn’t exactly at that exact moment cuz my initial reaction was juz sheer unadulterated shock. But moments later. Anyway we spent the rest of the morning slacking in my hs and snappin a few pix and savouring Sining’s wonderful vanilla champagne cake which had 13 candles on it to symbolize the age of my mental maturity inspite of my my physical age.

Unfortunately, the dour fact that it was a school day brought abt the sad reality of us setting out school at 7.30. We reached at 7.35 hahaz. They insisted I bring this

And shockingly pink as it may be, I have to admit this splendid gift brought much vitality and vibrancy to my day along with many a queer look from the people i passed. But I didn’t mind. I mean look at it. My friends literally put their hearts into it.

Had NAFA today. Dunno whether I count as a 17 or 18 year old. teachers ain’t sure as well. Oh well, it did little to change the fact that I was COMPLETELY outta shape from an unfortunate combination of minor sickness and the fact that I have not been exercisin for a long time. My broad jump deproved, and my 2.4 run nearly ended in tragedy as I was outta breath by Round 1, wheezing by Round 2, Staggering rather than running through the next few rounds and virtually collapsed over the finishing line. It was so tempting to give up but again my absolutely wonderful classmates cheered me on and I did it for them. Barely passing I noe but yeah, it was for them.

Yes them. They who I know are behind me all the way. They who turn my life into one great big PARTaY.

They who have touched me in a way in which I can’t find the right words to say.

They, with whom I’m sure I will share many more memorable and cherished days…

Qin Jie undertook the rite of passage into the 18th year of his illustrious life by purchasing his first alcoholic beverage from 7-11s with the other 5 of us proudly watching on. And what’s a good outing without the camwhoring session? The fav pose of the day was the QJ Signature Pose and we really worked those facial muscles in our attempt to imitate it.

Well, it was a great night out with some lovely friends which really made me feel like it was the holz again and soon it was time for us to go and it was yet another emo busride home for me again.. ( pics soon)