Okay so I lied, I haven't run out of things to say. I just couldn't bring myself to type.
Well I've decided that I do want a way of keeping memories so if I haven't bored you off, please add me at gypseas :)

I've run out of things to say here.

"The most unfortunate invalids on earth came in search of health: a poor woman who since childhood had been counting her heartbeats and had run out of numbers; a Portuguese man who couldn't sleep because the noise of the stars disturbed him; a sleepwalker who got up at night to undo the things he had done while awake; and many others with less serious ailments."

12 more papers!

Things I'm going to do after the 28th of August:
1. Memorize the entire list of countries + capitals in the world
2. Write letters to all my kindergarten friends
3. One on one with Mr. Fisheye (multiple exposures!!)
4. Brown paper parcels?
5. Adult gymnastics/ ballet/ whatever, just no golf Debby Wong.
6. Bake shortbread
7. Catch up on my reading (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles is begging to be finished)

My mum forgot our dinner date last night! She tried to apologize with Frolick (frozen yogurt ftw), and it was hilarious. My dad was talking to her on loudspeaker and she was like "I have Frolick in the car don't tell her anything it's a surprise". My dad was just "uh, I'm on loudspeaker and she's right in front of me". I love my parents they are the ultimate cute.



(In Japan, which I miss very much.)

Drunk with the only saints i know
Everyone was wearing their halos
This is how we look when we die
Decorations on the tables
X-marks over our eyes
Cleanse the faces of
All the ones you love
Think about how your friends are
All the people who you'll ever do wrong
Just because they'll love you anyways
Doesnt mean they forget everything you say
Im not so sure about anything
I never stop and think about anything at all
Im not so sure about anyone
I never stop and think about anyone at all
This is how we all look when we die
Im pretty sure we're crazy, saying that we're all just assholes

I'm no longer a zombie in daylight, neither do I spend my nights wide awake underneath my quilt.
I know it's incredibly silly, but a small part of me is still desperate to cling on to the jet-lag...
It's just that it's the only tangible thing I have left to connect me to those 12 days, and when it goes away, well, I'm never been good at this 'letting go' business.
(I can't write it out the way it plays in my mind.)

In the month of May...

Good days:
22 right through to 30

On my tv:
Friday Night Lights,
Friday Night Lights,
more Friday Night Lights
Bones

Books read/ing:
March, Geraldine Brooks
A Spot Of Bother, Mark Haddon

Fretting over:
English, Argumentative
History, Source-based & structured essays
Chemistry, Paper
Literature, Essay
Biology, Paper
Higher Chinese, Paper 1
Maths, Paper

Honestly happy:
After the mid-years, I lost count.

Things that may/ may not have broke my heart a little:
Biology

Things I wish I could do over again:
B!A!R!C!E!L!O!N!A!

Kitchen frenzies:
Cookies & Cream cupcakes

Big decisions:
Going back to MOELC

Trying to figure out:
#33 RIGGINS

(I'll admit, too busy studying at the start and too busy having fun at the end to really keep track of May.)

Jeanhui and me, we're going to New York and Washington D.C!
I'm not nearly believing it, but either way I'm happy/thankful/excited.

Anyway I had a talk with Mlle Au on Wednesday, she wanted to know why I was quitting/ quit ("your withdrawal has been approved with immediate effect") french. Well, she sat me down for half an hour, talked big plans for me, helped me rediscover why I loved french. After all the disillusions this year... it was nice. I went a little giddy thinking and considering but yes, I'm going back. If they'll take me. It feels ridiculously good to have someone believe in you so much. I just really hope I don't go to her class and have her think, 'this is not the girl I fought to keep'. She seems to think my french is wonderful, but it isn't! It's rock bottom now and I'm terribly ashamed.

Alright so Hedda Gabler calls, along with chemical equilibrium, the Nazis and Mao Ze Dong. I desperately need to pull myself out of my slump into mediocrity, so goodbye!

/edit: photos from gym concert!

♥Press, where is Duck WHERE IS DUCK?

I've decided- the lj is to be, among other things, for lists. This is my April list.

In the month of April...

Good days:
2, 6, 19

On my playlist:
The Scientist, Coldplay
Breathless, Dan Wilson
Almost Lover, A Fine Frenzy
Catastrophe, Rainer Maria
Empty, Ray LaMontagne
Title And Registration, Death Cab For Cutie
We're Both So Sorry, Mirah
A Violent Yet Flammable World, Au Revoir Simone

Books read/ing:
Fragile Things, Neil Gaiman
Le Petit Prince (french edition), Antoine de Saint Exupéry
March, Geraldine Brooks

Fretting over:
Biology, Essay
Chemistry, SPA
English, Comprehension
Social Studies, Article Review
Higher Chinese, Paper 2

Honestly happy:
22 times

Things that may/ may not have broke my heart a little:
Arsenal
4 months of Saturday morning sleep for... nothing
The Scientist

Things I wish I could do over again:
Sportsfest '08, minus the appendicitis so I can be on the track with the rest of the cheerleaders.
Not going to school for 8 days- that was lovely.

Kitchen frenzies:
Chocolate chip cookies
Prawn, tomato and saffron pasta
Creamy tomato and prawn pasta
(Yes, I love prawns. And the extent my mum goes to entertain me stops at pasta.)

Big decisions:
Quitting MOELC french

Trying to figure out:
Why, I could go on all day
Lets start with (Permanent) Rose

HELLO THERE

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