(: Candles are romantic. Too bad there weren’t many stars. Just an overcast sky. But I saw a couple of stars still AWWWWW.

“Poor Tom; that eats the swimming frog, the toad, the tadpole, the wall-newt and the water…”
Shakespeare, King Lear

The coming week will no doubt be a busy one. Group 3 tests spell t-r-o-u-b-l-e. Especially when they involve my HLs, and the IAs for these 2 subjects are falling awfully short of expectations. Though there weren’t much of any expectations for geography IA in the first place.

That’s not including the silly chem pracs I’ve stocked up. Hohoho. Or the other hundred and one thousands of things I’ve delayed and piled up over the week. I’ve been officially, sleeping too much. No good at all.

Chinese. Count down. 26 days. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
On a light note, it’s going to be over in 27 days. Cheer up.

And my stomach is acting up again. Who knows what is going on inside? I need help.

I wish I knew what went on inside heads. I still wish I knew what all this was about. But it has come to such that I realise that it is probably practically impossible for me to ever know why all these happened.

Pumpkin Pi(e)
Everyone say, “awwwww…”