I love to wreck a moment.
Yesterday, Pam, Zizah Wani and myself went to the hip hop concert at NP.
The dance performances were really over the top.
I wouldn't mind watching it again,
but it's just a teeny bit draggy.

So anyway, point is.
It was cold and pamela was freezing.
So I hugged her after she said she was cold.
I was keeping her warm okay, I how sweet.
Then she said, her heart is warm.
It was an 'awwww' moment.
I awww-ed for maybe 2 seconds and said retarded.
SPOIL THE MOMENT.
Aren't I good at doing that.

Moment wrecker keperrrr. :)

It's the end of the first week of year 2.
Hip hip hoooray!
Thank you Joanna & Jolene for waiting for me though I come 20 minutes late for class.
You guys are THE BEST. Thanks sweeties.
One week down, 11 more to go?
DIE LAHHH.
I don't know how to tahan.
Or if I'm even willing to tahan.
I just don't see myself going through those 11 weeks.
I don't want to do the assignments.
I don't want to go for attachments.
[DOES IT SOUND LIKE IM WHINING? HAHA]
This is not what I'm meant to do.
Okay I don't know that for sure.
But it doesn't seem like it.
The more I think about it, the clearer it gets.
And that's when it gets real scary.
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