just saw the news of steve irwin's daughter make the last speech for her father's death memorial on ET tonight.
so sad...
(i earlier felt not much sympathy or sadness on hearin the death of Irwin, but the speech was really heart wrenching. and she is still so young yet said it with such confidence. i applaude her. (:)

skipping that, i think my lit is deteriorating AND i can't seem to change my writing. its messy, and illegible. BOTH facts (pertaining to my writing) can be vouched by many many ppl.
my lit... i'm getting paranoid abt not scorin my expected grade.
STUDY!!!!

and my heart is breakin away bit by bit everyday that calv is away in Brunei.
sniffs.
i haven heard frm him since sunday. haven msged him since tues.
and i feel like i haven made contact with him in a decade. ):
the next 2 more weekends will be dreadful knowing that he's not even somewhere in singapore servin his blardy ns.
he's allt he way in brunei for goodness sake.
feeding leeches and getting lost in the jungle on purpose.
where's the sense in that?
when u get lost, ur lost! give it UP already!
and he was taught how to kill a bird for survival, while some killed rabbits *horrified look.

i'm now goin to subject myself to my old health diet.
meaning :
-no snickers.
- one bubble tea treat per week if need be. ( every tues b4 gym) ( i usually drink arnd 3 every week) /:
- jacobs, less salt, low fat, crackers to be brought and consumed should hunger pangs ever strike.
- strictly follow a 3 meals a day plan takin note of the quatity intake.
( no not the one small circle of rice kind of quantity, i'm not that psycho)
- finally fruits BEFORE EVERY meal.

ok. for now, that shld be fine. at least i haven contained myself to eating after 12pm or i'll really drop dead.

now if u see me heading towards the bookshop for treats, stop me and slap me.

i suddenly remembered a sweet memory of calv and me. * moment of silence while i enjoy the bliss of the moment.
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HAHAHA, i'm acting as if he died la, CHOI CHOI! *sputter and spits

i miss him. )))):

15 more days till he comes back.

FIFTEEN

for goodness sake. i'm probably fossilised by then. /: