Pull me out from inside

The cure of course, were beyond awesome. Three hours of great music and funfunfun make everything better, duh. Jokes about them suffering from heart attacks mid set did not come true, thank God, all that aside they were amazing. Getting back to the MRT station was an adventure all by itself. Trekking to one end of the road and then back again, not finding bus 11, not taking bus 16, giving up and calling a cab under the alias of Chayenne, Chuyenne, Look out for a black run-down taxi, which in the end turned out to be a house on wheels, with TV screens, movies and all.
Supper was good, teh peng was far from 'Magic Water' which we seem to always encounter at the worst of times. Thank you for the love, more to come or else.

I no longer refer to MI as hell hole, but that doesn't mean I'm enthusiastic about school. Its ALOT better of course, but it doesn't mean I like it there. About the only thing keeping me sane are my friends, and Monday/Tuesday lit lessons. (Thursday/Friday ones make me want to -in the words of Pam- cut myself open and show them my intestines. Sheer pain, we're being given baby poems and asked to anlyse, the rest of the class seems to be enjoying themselves, but I don't revel in the delight at the act of stating the fucking obvious. Plath over Frost anyday) But you know, all in all, it just feels great to exist again, I was getting sick of being ignored because idiot teachers label me the 'flighty IJ girl', now look whose laughing.

We were sitting in 'the Girl's! room'(remember The Amanda show?), When Annabelle burst in and annouced that "IT'S 11.11!!!!!" Everyone looked at her like she was crazy, but like I said before, the only thing keeping me sane are my friends.

Was supposed to wake up and go to baybeats with Dins and the Twins, woke up in the middle of the night to whereareyou? textes and others from other friends who were there about fainting people, riots and fun.
You know, nevermind. Today were supposed to go to V's house along with Pam's dog and complete one of our group projects. We planned to finish in a minute, then let Pam drive us in her car. She was going to speed and drive scary. I was going to sit in front. Vanessa says she was going to sit in front. Pam says shes a really good driver. Her dog is a cutie. I heard her car is Wow.