The morning was fresh. It was kinda embarrassing coming out the room in my kebaya. My brother stopped and stared at me. Take a picture, it will last longer!

I had a very, very hard time walking to the park to meet Priscilla. My first step out the house turned out to be a stumble. (mumbles) I had to walk in small steps but I had rush so I held up my skirt (just until below my knees, mind you) and walked as fast as lightning.

At the entrance, Mr I-don't-know-his-name teased, "There's no flood. No need to hold it up."

I knew very well I would sweat like fish sticks (no relation, ignore it). ZP did my hair, thank you, I hope I didn't bug you.

In the hall, there, sat Debbie Raymond. Then people start coming in, like a swarm of bees. Thy shalt say that it was fungreatawesomegnarlypsychedelicfantastic. I enjoyed singing, and dancing with my bestest of friends (that's deep man.) and for once, there was a class photo. The most recent one was at the camp!?

Seoul Garden after the celebrations! (prances) Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat our asses off. It was food galour at it's best. I bumped into my primary school friends in there too. Awkward, and this guy I don't even know, grins at me for no reason at all. I hope I gain a few pounds (yeah, right). I love love love love love today. I hope every day is today but we can't get everything we want, can't we? Oh well.


weeeeerrrrrrddddd.