Table of Thoughts(random table graffiti outside LT1)
Current topic: The Good, the Bad, and the Stressed
(lol la daniel james)
Speech bubble: Kill me...and yourself.
My dears, study hard. We have to make it.
And what Minhui keeps saying, same script, different cast. I want a different script, same cast.
We're all in this together.
If I pass, I'll reward myself.
1 trip to pulau ubin to cycle.
2 trips to sentosa
3 avon lipglosses
4 shopping sessions with pam
5 consecutive nights out playing
6 friends for sleepover
7 movie screenings at my house
If I don't
I basically have nothing much to say.
Oh, and nothing for me either, not even one lipgloss.
Urgh. Thing is, i'm so weirdly calm. I feel kinda screwed. How?
Please talk to me okay, if i don't make it.
Okay *touchwood. Br says I must be positive. Positive right? Positive. And I won't be emo. Not my style.
I remember I was on the mert and then there was a baby in a pram. She started bawling and her mum couldn't shush her and was embarrassed cos everyone was looking.
Then I was standing near the door, and it was kinda amusing, so i was smiling to myself (and looking like an ass.)
Then the baby looked over, saw me giggling at her, and immediately stopped mid-howl and looked away, giving a cute lil bashful smile, like I'd just caught her doing something wrong.
Her mum, who was bending behind the pram to get the towel the baby threw on the floor just stood upright again, wondering why Angsty Junior stopped her spectacle so abruptly. Lol.
Babies are...kinda funny. But no, I'm still scared of kids haha.
But I kinda wonder what kind of life the baby will lead. Doctor, surgeon, nurse, manager? Or something society imposes as the morally, politically correct occupation? Well, I have more things to worry about. .
Let's just mug and try our best. Make it or break it, do it the Singaporean way. Chiong hard, chiong smart and dun pray pray.
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