Everytime I try to think of how to articulate my post-FO2 feelings about fac comm I just start tearing up. I know I can be an extremely unpleasant bitch to work with a lot of the time, especially when I tend to misinterpret people's intentions/tones over texting, and I really do apologise to everyone for that (esp my dear fellow I/Cs Cheese & Yong Xiang). Thank you fac comm for always putting up with me and humouring me and comforting me when I'm stressed trying to juggle choir & fc, and though I may not be very close to most of you, I still feel that at the end of the day, we are family. You guys are one of my most fun and diverse families, and I just wanted to say that FO wasn't the last event, nor will Sentosa be; when you have friends as close and dear to your heart as all 16 of you, you don't have last events.

I WILL STOP ALL THIS ANGST I PROMISE

everyone prefers a nice chai right ):

Doing a mini photospam today to

1) Distract me from swearing away cos my mum continuously tells me what a failure I am (and I can't swear now cos her pathetic middle-aged friends actually stalk me and report my writings to her omgz?)

2) Get the sudden intense longing for a return to an all-girls environment out of my system

I think I make it a point (often annoyingly) to convey to the rest of the world how much I miss St. Nicks but recently it's hit me harder than usual. I miss the purity of SN, the strangely complete lack of bitching/backstabbing/judging, the carefree behaviour and way everyone just tosses their pinafores around, the fooooooooood, and well. I dont know. The open honest manner everyone adopts cos there are no boys around to impress.

hideous were we 4

whoa at my virgin flea hahaha LOOK AT ME NOW

kay lah obviously I have shitloads more but I'm too lazy to slowly filter through each album. Plus blogger takes damn long to load so.

Didn't get to go for Free Cones Day today ):