mr pitiful.

yes, the moaning again, i will be going back to Malacca. holiday has come to an end after endless shoutings and screamings (metaphor?) of not wanting the holiday to end, however, it decided to go against my wants. DARN! end of holiday equals to beginning of mid term tests, quizzes, etcetera etcetera. excuse the luxurious nonsense. pointless banters that is.
what i was up to today : (i) started my day by frolicking with financial costing. did not manage to tackle them good as i was out of reference, most of my books are in Malacca. joy. spent 70% of 23rd of august at the island of books (as named by Aina). (ii) no lavish plans spent today. as father went missing for hours and mother was exhausted from her function thingy. and i, stood aghast. no, i mean, i, end up talking to the lappy dearie. and also end up collecting pieces of disappointments over hope of scampering-over-the-mall getting crushed. (you may insert sympathy here) *coughs
welcome back to school lads and lasses! semi merriness excursions semi digression over the holidays that is! its three. off to comatose mode. bonne nuit!

it seems that, everyone is someone's somebody. is the world getting smaller or the circle of friends are getting bigger?