finally i have some free time(and with all the afternoon classes, i get to sleep in, another reason to celebrate!)
tomorrow(or rather later today) will be my last world lit class. :D not that i don't like lit, in fact i love it, but balan is still the best at teaching it.

it's been raining cats and dogs these past few days. on the way home today, i almost wanted to abandon my umbrella and walk in the rain but seeing that i am having a cold right now, i decided to abandon that idea.

i love the rain with the same reasons some people hate it.or maybe its that some of my best memories have something to do with downpour torrent rain. i know, i can't let go. but i need their strength right now, even though i don't admit it outright to their faces. it helps that we rarely see each other. neverthless, i still draw on their strength to keep me going.haha.xinyi, you know what i am talking about.

i find something very strange, when someone who grow up on the other side of the world(yes, literally!), grow up to have some of the common fears and likes and dislikes. like our fear of dogs and one tree hill. i find it amazing.

and friends. now the old are the most precious ones. i stand with the fact that they saw you before the confident, beautiful and elegant person you are today and still love you for it. to put it simply, they saw you at you awkward stage(or the stage before you shoot up, for the guys). thats why primary and secondary school friends are like gold dust. they don't "fake" with you, if you know what i mean. as we grow older, our defence mechanism naturally become more resilient so there will lesser people we can put our guard down with.

if not, why do you think you are still friends with the people whom you did stupid, hugely hilarous and embrassing things with?

anybody willing to sponser me a plane ticket to vancouver anytime soon?LOL.