hmm, hafn't been updating my blog for quite some time now.. hehe.. busy MUGGING. lolx. okay la, more like busy catching up! just finished doing my chem bonding tutorials. *finally!* i know it's like superrr long ago but well.. mr foo went thru so fast i dun haf time to do it.. haha.. excuses as per normal.. so now it's done. feel quite proud of myself.. =P

today is friday. sigh. the usual TGIF (thank god it's friday) doesn't apply.. it's more like OMGIF (oh my god it's friday)! as per normal, i din finish what i initially planned to do.. ugh.. hafn't even read my econs notes yet.. i'm starting to dread econs nowadays.. dun really understand the topic and mrs koh isn't really helping even wif all her excessive tutorials.. how? =(

ahh well.. life is SUPER hard!

anw, i found this really cute story on friendster bulletin board (okay, i know i shouldn't even be there.. lolx). shall post it here:

A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.

Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the bed. It was addressed, "DAD". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:

DEAR DAD, it is with great regret and sorrow that i'm writing this. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because i wanted to avoid a scene with mom and you.

I've been finding real passion with Barbara and she is so nice even with all her piercing, tattoos and her tight motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion, DAD - she's pregnant and Barbara assures me that we will be very happy.

Even though you don't care for her since she is so much older than i am, she already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood enough for the whole winter.

She wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too.

Barbara taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with her friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we need.

In the meantime, we pray that science will find a cure for aids so that Barbara can get better; she sure deserves it!!

Don't worry Dad, i'm 15 years old now and i know how to take care of myself. Someday i'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your son, John.