in mourning for my hp's passing.

wah... been so long since i blogged... and so much has happened since... haiz... recently (ie. the past four days) been ultra relaxed... still a bit holiday mood. must be the after effects of block tests. haha. after a couple of weeks of intense mugging and examination, i think *in visual terms*, that everyone should feel a bit boneless... haha, a bit at a loss of what to do, then don't want to do anything also kind of mood... haha. unfortunately, after my last test on thursday, i had to rush out momiji's costume, for cosfest on sat. that was, yesterday.

hmm... rewind. i have a lot to complain about block tests. but i guess since it's been sooooo long ago le, i also a bit kan4 po4 hong2 chen2 le... haha. not so kua1 zhang1, but then hor, i don't really give a damn about it anymore. who really cares that the papers she did the worst for were previously her best subjects? or that her worst subjects had the easiest papers? kind of balances things out, doesn't it? strikes a fragile equilibrium where all the subjects hit rock bottom. i mean, who cares about grades? right? right? right? haiz. fuck. very sian. i couldn't even finish the damn chem paper. and the truth is, it wasn't that tough. then the physics paper was a killer paper. math paper made so many careless mistakes. gp could have easily gone out of point, and econs is just a fucked up subject all in all. i mean, i don't really care.

but then, i thought, since the exams are over, let's just enjoy ourselves, shall we, and do a bit of sewing. haha. that was fun. and i feel achieved. haha, successfully made momiji's uniform (shorts included) and hat. haha. so fun. the sailor's top really not that easy, but it still looked good. haha. and i think it must be in my kawaii nature to charm everybody flat. haha. guess momiji's just loud man. i mean, even pple who didn't read fruits basket could recognise me. haha. got hugs from fangirls *muahaha*. bet they were trying to find out if this momiji turns into a bunny... haha. i didn't, duh. maybe that proves that momiji is really a girl after all... only sad thing is that i didn't have a team, just another lost wandering toru... haiz, so hardly got any posed shots, just a lot of indiv shots with a lot of "somebody"s some of whom i didn't even recognise. haha. pple know me, i dont' know them, a bit dui4 bu4 qi3 them. haha.

and when the children were singing merrily and dancing around the mulberry bush, lightning struck the shrub, setting off panic within the children skipping around a now flaming bush.

and like the way waves crash on the beach moments after they reach their peak, the day ended in a crash landing. i lost my bloody handphone... kaoz. and i didn't even know when and where i dropped it until i found it gone from where it was supposed to be - in my bag where i put it after a phone call two and a half hours before the phone was found missing. wah. i felt damn clever. coz this would be the third time my handphone went missing on a cosplay convention (even wilson can ssay, "she lost her stuff again?"). only thing is, this would be the first time the phone went unfound. bloody hell. haiz. don't know how i'm going to survive until i can get my phone again. and goodness, my entire address book is in my phone, with only a back up from a thousand years ago. miao. gah. so fun, isn't it?

hmm... now i guess i'll have to get paddle culture contacts from the seniors again before i can settle the canoe polo stuff. well, at least that's something i can look forward to...








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