i went for a walk and it rained. I was too far away from home and it was no use attempting to run back. So, i just continued to walk in the rain...

emo emo emo

Thank you huichan for coming over to my house so that i can ramble on the pent up emo shit i'm feeling. I shall find helium gas to pump myself up. Hopefully i can break the cycle of being up and down.

I'm wet now so i should go bathe.

i've always think it's unfair to dump my misery and emo shit on others. It's like adding on to their troubles and burden. Sometimes, i think only i can be the solution to my own problems so i don't see the point in telling people. So, i create a barrier around myself and hoping i'll gain some enlightenment on my own. Hence, i can't tell people straight in their faces that i'm troubled. The only way i can let out my pent up feelings is to write. Even if i do tell people my woes, i'll feel apologetic after that despite the many times they had told me that it's alright. Hence, i end up bottling things in me.

The frenzy headless aimless paper chase is dragging me down.

The other day, i was chatting to a friend on msn and she shared with me her problems. I tried to assure her that things are going to be alright. But i feel like a hypocrite right after because i myself, do not suscribe to the view. It's a tiring cyclical thing whereby i feel emo, recover and feel that life isn't that bleak anymore, back to emo, and life is getting better, emo over my shitty life, happy again, emo, back to normal. during the phases of emo, i think i've reached a higher realm that is to feel emo that i'm emo.

tears just roll down while i stare blankly at the computer screen.

even though mum is just below, i choose not to let her know.

The last straw came when i started typing the word 'depression' and goggled it. It seems like i do have a significant number of symptoms listed.

Is it an over exaggeration? an overwhelming pessimism. Maybe i'm going through some difficult time. Maybe i need time to adapt. maybe it's just mood swing.

But it's been some time my mood has been down and up. I thought it was due to i was staying in hall, away from my family. But now, i'm at HOME and yet i'm still feeling this sense of bleakness and hopelessness. And i do feel lonely even though i'm surrounded by people. And i cry at odd times and unexplainable situations. And the saddest thing of all is i've lost the hazel i used to know.

To my dearest friends out there... Please don't worry about me. As mentioned above, i'll feel apologetic for making people worry. This entry is not meant to cause any distress to anyone. I'm too much of a coward to be suicidal. ( just a form to pour out my emo nonsense)

eyes are freaking swollen after the unexplainable fall of tears just now. or maybe 'rain of tears' would be more apt a description.

Perhaps it's part and parcel of growing up. Now you know why people dread growing up... ...

it gets so sickening that nothing you do seems right...

sometimes, i wonder who can save me and the answer is ME.

I think i'm hardworking to the point that i'm scaring myself...

It seems like time is seriously inadequate and i have a lot of things that i've yet revised. Oh wtf...

I think i should relax but the thought of the pile of notes awaiting me just bring me back to reality-that i should study instead.

Wah lao... scary right??

i can't even explain why i'm blogging about this... as if i can find a solution to it...

All i can do is to tell myself to chill (but it's falling on deaf ears).

Hazel is a stupid bitch!

You Are Warm

You are as patient, as outgoing, and as nice as you can be. You understand people well, and you mostly enjoy being around them. You Are 36% Weirdo You're a little weird, but you'd be even weirder if you didn't have a few quirks. You are just strange enough to know it, but nobody else seems to notice your weirdness. That's because, deep down, everyone is a little freaky! Are You A Weirdo? You are a naturally warm person, but you do have times when you're feeling a bit distant. But even when you're feeling distant, you try to be empathetic. You always go the extra mile.

How Warm Are You?

You Were a Creative Kid

When you were a kid, you always had to be doing something with your hands. Whether you were painting a picture or just doodling, you had to be creating something. You were too busy thinking about your future creations to listen in school. It's likely that every part of school was a challenge for you, except for art class.

What Kind of Kid Were You?

You're Confident...Sometimes

You can seem confident when the occasion calls for it But inside you may be experiencing a bit of self doubt A little more inner confidence could take you far... And convince others that you're as confident as you try to seem

Are You a Confident Woman?

You Are a Moderate Mama

You're not overly political, and your views fall more with the American mainstream. In fact, it may be difficult for you to decide who to vote for at times! Your approach to politics is reasoned and well though out.

Are You a Liberal Lady or a Conservative Chick?

Your PMS Disaster Level: Medium

You definitely are a bit of a wreck once a month. But as long as remember to take it easy, your PMS isn't a major crisis.

Are You a PMS Disaster?

Your Nail Polish Color is Purple

How you're unique: You are artistic and expressive Why your style rocks: You pay special attention to color and fabrics What this color says about you: "I'm creative and know how to take care of myself"

What Color Nail Polish Best Fits You?

You Go For Brains!

You want a guy with a big... brain. And of course it would be nice if he were a total hottie, but you're not counting on it. What's on the inside is what counts for you. (Besides, you can always change the outside later!)

Do You Go For A Guy's Brains or Body?

this is what i've done when i have nothing better to do. Sick of stuyding.......

A little too not over you
David Archuleta




Lyrics David Archuleta Lyrics A Little Too Not Over You Lyrics

AHHHHH!!!! I think i need a break!! It's recess week for goodness sake and all that i've been doing the moment i pry open my eyes is mugging... I need a break and ya... i'm wallowing in self pity....

My mood now is darn sian.... :(

David Archuleta is so cute...

Primary school's work isn't as easy as compared to the past. My cousin is in Pri 5 and he's already learning cells, mitosis and meiosis. OH GOD!! Which explains why my energy got totally depleted after u had finished teaching him. AND that's only one pathetic chapter. To make the situation murkier, eden has short attention span, inattentive, talkative and naughty. I was very fierce but he still wasn;t scared of me.

So, the moral of the story is, please do not have too many kids in future. You can potentially die of anemia trying to teach them due to the persistent throwing up of blood. Love yourself, stop at (AT MOST) 2.

The other day, i saw an old man stealing chocolates at candy empire. Candy empire has those wide arrays of chocolates for people to choose and place in clear plastic bags and subsequently weigh and pay for them. The way the chocolates are displayed make them look uber tempting and of course easy targets for people to steal. My sense of rectitude compelled me to report to the cashier but then my sympathy for the old man was also triggered at the same time. In the end, i just walked out of the store, couldn't bear to witness the scence anymore. i should have report right? but then it's just a few pieces of chocolates and he's an old man. AH!!! I'm a dishonest person. Stupid old man. ARGH!

My two rather close friends are facing relationship problems now. It's pretty emo-ish seeing their feelings being torn and shredded. Sometimes, the concept of 'it's better to let go' is easier said than done. The concept is too obscured to them. They serve as a reminder for me to count my blessings. This is going to sound damn mushy but ya... i think my bf is a good guy as well. Anyone who can withstand my crap should be given an award. haha!

i think i've lost an important photograph... :(

I thought there has been a void of pictures so decided to upload some although there's nothing much about them anyway? Oh ya... perhaps to add colours to my blog... Haha!! *whatever* Hall carnival and i'm quite easily intrigued by helium balloons
Mingyan was busy microwaving pratas

Nga songwei and me

Just an observation... i like to call nga song wei, 'nga songwei'.

People think it's rude (which i also think so)

but it's my form of endearment k....

'dear', 'darling', 'sweetie pie', 'honey' are so cliche.

So unoriginal.

Imagine i shout 'darling' while we're walking along orchard road, i think 10 + people will turn and to acknowledge me...

LOL!!

The 4/7 out of the qijiemeis

Amanda came back!! Met her for lunch at Jurong point.

Amanda's so fair, she makes me envious

That girl is studying in Melbourne where according to her, got cute guys in school. *gush* OMG!!! There's not many cute guys in NTU. even if there are, i've yet to seen them.

Although, i think going overseas to study is cool but i don't envision myself doing that. I'm too tender and i'll emo easily away from home. Shall try to control my emotions before i even dare venture to think of it. Haha!! Right now, i'm still learning and endeavouring my best to survive...

It's recess week!! something which i thought i should be joyous about but then i aren't.

Haha!! My emotions are in topsy-turvy now. Sometimes happy, sometimes super emo. Sometimes i'll be so sad that i wonder whether i'll truly be happy again. At times i feel that my supposedly cheerfulness is just a mask.

Perhaps there's too much at stake. I admire those who can take things easily because i can't. And i can only look back forlornly at the person i had once been. The genuinely cheerful and heck care siao zar bo.

Breakeven
by The Script

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing

Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in

Cos I got time while she got freedom

Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even

Her best days will be some of my worst

She finally met a man that's gonna put her first

While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping

Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven... even... no

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,

And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok

I'm falling to pieces, yeah,

I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason

But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding

Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving

And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no

What am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you,

And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok

I'm falling to pieces, yeah,

I'm falling to pieces, yeah,

I'm falling to pieces (One still in love while the other ones leaving)

I'm falling to pieces (Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)

Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain

You took your suitcase, I took the blame.

Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh

Cos you left me with no love and no love to my name.

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing

Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in

Cos I got time while she got freedom

Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break

No it don't break

No it don't break even no

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and

What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok (Oh glad your okay now)

I'm falling to pieces yeah (Oh I'm glad your okay)

I'm falling to pieces yeah (One still in love while the other ones leaving)

I'm falling to pieces (Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)

Oh it don't break even noOh it don't break even no

Oh it don't break even no

I have this piece of news which is so damn difficult to break to the targetted person... At the same time, i'm guilt-ridden for feeling the way which triggered me to want to drop the bomb shell... It makes me feel i'm not appreciative or treasuring the person in concern enough.

But really... i value my privacy more than ever.

Anyway, there's still a lot of time to consider my decision slowly. Then i shall find the right opportunity to break the news...

Woo... i have the wallenstein's sleeper effect. Didn't know such a thing exist until i received an email from a friend. Thanks friend! Glad to have someone who understands how i feel.

Chan Mali. Sorry for the sudden break of news... Just couldn't find the right opportunity to tell you.

Maybe, i know why i'm easily emo. Why i was and actually am cynical. I think i'm highly insecured. I keep things to myself. Because at the end of the day, we'll end up being alone anyway. Not that i don't appreciate my friends but there's this internal struggle in me that it's very difficult to explain. And sometimes i don't see the point in sharing because, nobody can understand plus it's selfish and wicked of me to force people to understand my agony. So to all my dear ones out there, it's not that i don't appreciate, treasure or trust you, but somethings are just better meant to be kept to oneself. Not that i'm selfish or don't hold you in esteem but really, agony begets agony. So why add on to the agony??

to prevent yourself to get hurt, you build a wall to shut your emotions from others. The emotions accumulate, the wall faces extreme pressure, the wall collapses and you end up hurting yourself. That's another conflict which adds on to the irony.

But in a false sense of security. People rather have the wall than not having it.

chan mali just msned me saying it all make sense now... my blogposts and sometimes the stuff i've said. haha!

i used to loathe 'meet-the -parents' session. Since you can't have the complete, it's better to have nothing rather than the incomplete.

i can't blame mummy. She has the wallenstein's sleeper effect too. So this sets me thinking...maybe i shouldn't get married and have children in case i unconciously pass on the effect. Haha!!

huichan is asking me whether i see the wall in my room. Then go bang my head against it.

Sometimes, i feel like i have so much grievances to say but i'll end up swallowing them one by one eventually. Once again, no point saying... ... don't know where or how to begin with. Grievances are my property!

Why do i keeping picking on myself ah?? haha!!

AND AND AND... a part of me longs for recess wk, another part of me dreads recess wk. The amount of stuff to catch up with.

I wonder at the end of the sacrifices made, will there be rewards? you know what, sometimes life is so cruel, reward is just a scam to make people believe the impossible and toil for it. right??

Life is plagued with ironies, contradictions, questions, doubts etc etc etc...

Hai... can't help thinking life sucks...

Para and Alvin had tickets and so off we went for the valenwine event. We went on friday before the 330 lecture. It was freaking hilarious cause i was drunk and abit swaying after two sips of red wine and one sip of white wine. Oh goodness, i started blabbering nonsensical things. Alvin, Para and mingyan were convinced i was drunk... haah!

Me and our da ge alvin!

And... the following stuff that i'm going to blog about will be mushy mushy mush-talk. It's just for my memory sake so that perhaps ten years down the road, i can look back at this entry and reminsce my first Valentine's date. LOL... Don't say i didn't warn you...

My first valentine leh!!

U're honoured sia...

I think you're cute

How can the girl steal my line?? (idiot!)

Ok background info:

This girl told songwei's friend that she finds songwei cute. LOL!

Not bad la... at least let me know my bf has market de... LAUGH!!

You know...

there is this chinese saying that love makes one glow.

See, we're glowing and radiating happiness...

The henderson wave

which is actually a bridge that resembles wave.

Scenic spot, cosy feeling, pretty lightings, wondrous atmosphere

I just know it connects to mount faber

I like this pic cause songwei looks so cute which is actually a euphemism for retarded.

To songwei: you look retarded, i say retarded things. We match! :)

74.14 m above sea level

The presents i've made for my dear valentine....

I named it 'Lo'

This is songwei's one.

Name: Vee

'Lo' and 'Vee' = loVee

Present from songwei...

If you think it's a normal looking cup,

well it is a normal looking mug...


It remains normal until...

I pour hot water into the mug

Sth is forming...

Magic!!

Presto!!!

A picture of a hot girl and cute guy appear

I jokingly said i wanted to wear fbt for our date. Haha! I'm so thankful i didn't stick to my 'original' plan. You were pretty well dressed. i would feel like a frumpy housewife beside you.

The hilarious thing was i texted chan mali cause i didn't know what to wear. She advised me to wear something sexy. *LOL* luckily i didn't heed her advice. People of SW's age can't take too much stimulus.

My first Valentine's date was wonderful!! I'm looking forward to our second, third, fourth etc etc etc etc dates to come.

This is going to be like freaking mushy... (please skip please skip)

I love songwei!! You're the cutest bf in MY eyes.

Ok... i;ve said it out, puke for all you want. I already warned you...

My two quizzes are finally over!! Yay!! *jumps in joy* I think i've screwed up for french and screwed up equally for HS808. But... i shall relegate it to the back of my mind...

I went berserk on tuesday. I behaved like a spoilt brat. stress?? even though i don't think it was very much linked to the tests. It was more of the sudden overwhelming exhaustion, jadedness for life, the thought of living this kind of life made me nauseated. It was because my life had become too predictable, too monotonous, too boring that resulted in me being myopic and couldn't see the point of living. Plus, the lack of sleep was creeping up and attacking my emotions. I'm that kind that needs a lot of sleep. Insufficient sleep will result in me morphing into some freaking time bomb or something. Just waiting for the right moment to explode.

Now. i feel so embarrassed at how i had behaved on tuesday. I wanted to give up studying for my quizzes. The childish, rebellious, disobedient part was acting. SW who meant good, was explaining to me some principles on life but i chose to interpret it otherwise. ( i thought he was telling me to go study which i didn't want to and so the rebellious streak acted up) I know it's childish. Frustrations mounted in me and i just left my room after leaving a note to my roomie and instructed her not to call SW (see...so childish) and my phone was left abandoned on my table. SW, managed to catch up with me cause apparently, he saw me leaving my blk. At that point in time, i must honestly admit that i wasn't really happy cause i just desperately wanted to be left alone. but now, i'm thankful SW stuck to me and accompanied me. I was near suicidal that time. (ok the last sentence is meant to be a joke.) We went to nie and i just sat there watching people play tennis and it was mostly silence cause i didn't feel like talking. (immature!)

I tried to escape reality by not wanting to go back to my room. I was half dragged back by SW. I was angry at myself, not him, for being such a weakling. Such an escapist. Such a coward. Such a ninny. The moment i reached my room. I just sat quietly at my desk, plugged into my earphones and placed my head on the table. The tears just came running down even though i was listening to 'live your life' by TI feat rihanna which was NOT a sad song. According to my roomie who came back later, she said SW had the helpless look when she asked him what had happened. She could sense the ominous aura the moment she stepped into our room.

To Nga Songwei,
I'm sorry for my childish immature laughable behaviour. It was really bad of me. Even my mum had scolded me. Which was very true. I deserved to be scolded. Being my bf is just a tough job. I'm too emo le. Although i had apologised to you and you had reassured that it's alright. Nevertheless, i still feel very apologetic. Cause i've made you worry, i've make your ass hurt (pain in the ass), i'm always emoing, i'm weak, i'm a burden. i'm such a complicated piece of shit that even at times i hate myself too. Haha! I love you and thank you for never leaving me to mope alone. Thanks for the support and just for being there. (i'm glad u were ard on tues even though i didn't look so because i was having internal struggles with myself. REALLY ABSOLUTELY NTH TO DO WITH YOU)

To roomie mingyan,
Thanks for being there to support me. We went for a walk after that. She knew i was too cooped up in our little room. We talked and i felt whole load better after sharing.

To Mel,
It's going to be alright. Even though it doesn't look like it is now but things will get better. Nothing lasts forever, not even troubles. And like what you had told me, it's ok to emo. No harm done. We're just expressing our feelings tt's all. Smile!! tk care and sleep early. Shall meet up when u;re less busy k! Love ya!

to chan mali/pang-nie,
Thanks for your support. Thanks for your 'best of luck' wishes. Thanks for listening to the grouses. Thanks for your encouraging smses. You know what i miss most in ntu? a friend like you.

Valentine's day is coming!! haha!! Even the area near canteen A has a lot of stores selling v day related stuff. Our hall just had a subcomm appreciation cum v day dinner. Love is really in the air. I'm in a loving mood too.

Ruiying's missing

Can you spot the underlying message??

Haha! It's seriously meant to be a joke.

Ya.... Nga songwei, don't panic

Singtel organised this 'express yourself' thing. Got to write a msg for the special someone and if it's good, we get to stand a chance to win X box! i repeat X BOX. SW wanted the x box and i rendered my help because if he really won the x box, half of it shall be mine.

So, i came up a poem and some idiotically funny phrases. HAHAHA!!

I want to sleep. Shall blog about what idiotic or nauseous-inducing mushy things i've written another time. Au revoir!

I hope the strong facade lasts.

I'm too young to be jaded of life...

There is only one way to happiness, and that is to cease worrying things which are beyond the power of our will.
~Epictetus~

Dear Epictetus, it's easier said than done.

Mummy called but i couldn't bring myself to call back just in case i lose my cool.

Ok... to admit... i scared i'll sink into some tirade and end up crying can.

Whatever....

Sleep is elusive because i dread waking up to a 'brand' new day.

To remind myself again, i'm too young to be jaded of life... ...

Is there anything to look forward to??

I'm no doubt screwed for the tests.

Now, i'm learning how to let go... pang seh...

I'm sufferring from an early onset of Monday blues... ROAR!! I'm so sick of being sick of school.

Taking a break from the enormous pile of reading. I'm only at lecture 3!! AND THERE'S STILL A DINOSAUR DUNG PILE OF STUFF TO READ!!! Not to mention i'm only halfway done for french. Screwed!

Tutorials also haven't done. Lab report halfway done. WTH!

Hall mag, pictures, layouts...

HAI!!!!

It is not work that kills men, it is worry. Work is healthy; you can hardly put more on a man than he can bear. But worry is rust upon the blade. It is not movement that destroys the machinery, but friction.
Henry Ward Beecher

I've spent the entire day nuaing... Guilt ridden guilt ridden. Just had this immense lethargy swarming in me. Haha!



I just watched an episode of Ghost whisperer. It's so freaking sad can. Melinda's husband's spirit in now in another man's body and he can't remember who he is and what had happened to him.

It's so so so so sad on melinda gordon. Like losing your husband is not bad enough and to add on to the misery, your husband comes back in another person's body and has abolutely zero recollections of you. This is sad sad sad sad. I know it's just a show, it's not real but i can't help feeling emo. Chan Mali recommended that i have a tissue box on standby the next time i watch ghost whisperer.

Omg! i think i'm falling into the category of 'aunties who cry over their tissue box while watching sad weepy korean drama'.

I enjoy making fun of my cousin...

Me: EDEN!
Eden: what??
Me: i know u love me. I love u too
Eden: pooi!

Haha! Anyway, i'm still convinced that my cousin likes me. Guys being guys just refuse to admit.

Now i know why i always emo excessively in hall. That's because i'm missing my family's infectious laughter and humour. My family is a bunch of happy go lucky weirdoes. When i'm at home, i'm less likely to be infected by emo-ness.

Plus, staying in hall makes me feel lonely at times. Even though my roomie is in the same room as me, sometimes it's difficult to share things with her because it's just me. I have a multitude of layers around me and it's not easy to unwrap to know my true feelings. It's my weakness cause i limit the things i confide or share with some people and that's that. And, going to school is such a bore and a pain in the ass. Stress and all the crap.

Take it as a form of training... be strong be strong

Mummy and aunt mentioned about grandpa over dinner and gosh it reminds me how much i still miss him even though it had been years... well, perhaps this is my form of remembering him because my grandpa had a sea burial. He doesn't have a grave and my family doesn't pray during qing ming and stuff. Without any grave to visit, i can only search within myself for the memories as a form to remember him. After his death, my family donated his clothes to charity, sold his bike, shut his company. It's like removing traces of him not because we're cruel but as a form of acceptance of his death. Likewise, it can be said that we did that to compel ourselves to accept his death as having his things around would serve us nothing but to make us sad.

Oh gosh... i'm like emoing so much in one night. And not to mention the stuff i've told Chan Mali. Thanks Chan Mali for providing me with a listening ear.

I've used up my quota of emoing. Guess it's time for bed if not i emo somemore.

I'm torn between whether to stay for my lecture which starts at 330 or to go home like now. ARGH!!! I want to go home badly but i'll be plagued with a sense of guilt if i pon lecture.

Yesterday's lecture on 'understanding culture and globalisation' was pretty insightful.

In pre-modernity, things were pretty governed by religions, superstitions, providence. People believe that things happened because of god's will.

In modernity, we see the emergence of industrialisation, democracy and science. People were then able to think more rationally and logically because of that.

And now, we're living in a society of post-modernity. We are confronted by a plethora of choices and there is this need to express our individualism. As a result, our emotions are affected. We are not pressured ( as compared to our parents) to fulfill some kind of obligations, be it studies, work, becoming a dutiful wife etc. Because of the lack of pressure, we have to look for the strength and motivation within ourselves. As a result, i guess it adds on to our emotional burden?

I can't believe i actually remember so much from the video. No wonder my roomie thinks i should have taken arts instead.

Ok! i shall peep into myself for the motivation. Hazel will survive.

Time to learn to be strong. Be brave. Be happy!

Oh... i miss the salty air of the beach! :>

Perhaps it's the silence of the night, the chorus of the insects, the number of things piling up, the fact that i'm missing home, the intense craving for a break, the want to go home like THIS INSTANT. Well, they all add up to make me emo.

Just now, my printer couldn't print, i couldn't sign in msn, problems of disconnection which impeded my progress in doing french homework as i had to check the meanings of some chim words. These just add on to my vexations.

Hazel desperately needs entertainment in her life. It's like i know i need to do something to relax but the act of relaxing means precious time is trickling away.

You know what... i'm so tempted to run away. From this mad rush, from the responsibilities, from the pressure, from the expectations, from myself...

ARGH!!

I don't know what went wrong for the previous blogskin... I like the previous skin... well... hopefully, i'll be able to find another skin that i like...

I know this is like so overdue but then Melly won't mind right?? haha! Anyway, this part of my blog is dedicated to Mel. I'm touched by Mel who came all the way to my hall from hall 2 just to catch up with me and cheer me up! Thanks for the pockys as well! Love you!!

I'll get back on my feet soon. soon. Ya... haha!

I'm bloated like a whale,
tummy cramps like hell,
I'm lethargic,
I'm frustrated,
The red monster is here!

Hate cramps hate cramps hate cramps... Idiot! Perhaps it's my body rebelling. Or my constitution's weak. Or my body is collapsing. Or i'm not taking good care of myself. Cramping isn't a good sign. Since i'm safe in my room, i shall skip the miracle pills (pink panadol pills). I don't want to be dependent on it. But had to eat them yesterday as it was a long day in school.

There are so many things coming up and things that are yet to be done... Shucks!

• Two quizzes next wk
• hall's magazine
• V day next wk
• sell carnival tickets
• lab report due next monday
• catch up with my lectures
• Hall carnival on 17 feb
• summarise my hs 808 notes

AHHH!! Breathe breathe breathe! I'm going to survive!