I am kinda sad because Mr. Slooooooooww is sad and also, my internet is laggy for some weird reason. Anyway, his comp decided to take a break. Permanent or not, it hasn't been confirmed. Sigh. I hope it goes back to normal since he really needs to study and all.

Somehow I don't like going to school. Sure I meet a lot of nice people. Oh while we're on the topic, I met this pretty girl who was supposed to attend the same lecture as me (which got cancelled, which means we went to school for nothing) and she was telling me about her views on the FOC thing. She said it wasn't all that fun and something about them trying too hard to make friends and blah blah blah I wasn't really paying attention because honestly, I was sort of checking her out. Fuck I'm sick. I know. ..]: Pardon me. She's really tall too. And she didn't give me her name. I thought it was the normal way of doing things, since she asked for my name. I felt too shy (yes dammit) to ask for her name so I just left it at that. Then she we talk and she comes from Bedok Green and surprisingly, didn't qualify for Mass Comm based on O' level results and instead got in through direct admission. I don't know whether to be awed or not. Finally collected my shirt.

I joined two CCAs. One is called the Leo club and another is some Japanese club. The Leo club gives me the CCA points I need and the Japanese club gives me the fun I need. I hope it's fun and doesn't become a chore after awhile.. the hours are pretty long. I hear Dillon might join the Leo club too! JTC is hosting some meet-the-freshies session this Thursday and there is going to be icebreaker games and stuff like that which I so hate because I just want to go for the Joel & Adib birthday party thingy. It's a good thing school starts late on Friday. Think I'm going to hate Thursdays for this Semester and I'm going to like Mondays, even if school starts at 8 in the freaking morning.

I really dread school. ]: Hais. Don't know why. Maybe it's the loneliness, the distance.. blahblahblah. Might I add, the girls there do NOT look 17. I wonder how old I look? Everybody looks so mature that it's so intimidating and I can't guess how old they are just by looking at them.

Everytime I come back from school, I realise how much I like being home in my neighbourhood where things are familiar. And sometimes it makes me want to cry. Kinda like the feeling of when I was in primary school and I couldn't stand leaving my house. I'd feel guilty for staying at home but I'd still prefer it than going to school because it was so scary and loud there. Plus during recess there were just too many people.

Gahhhhhhhhh this is me, NOT looking forward to school.