Dinner with the girls was usual fun, we walked around aimlessly, tried to walk from Pasir Ris to Tampines only to end up sitting somewhere and doing maniacal re-enactments and making our very own personalised home videos. We re-enacted The Handmaid's Tale, among the few and I think it was pretty accurate. I think even Khairi was impressed by our skills.

After walking like nobody's business, we walked back to E!hub (pronounced as EEEEEEEEhub) to have the dinner that Sha waited so long for, and we had Pastamania! I know I'm on a halal-diet but I took great care while ordering, so I should be fine. I had my usual Creamy Chicken Linguine and we got a free Mango Pizza. Funny that it tastes better without the mangoes.

After dinner, we were pretty high and going crazy and it was pure fun, I haven't laughed so hard or smiled so much that my stomach and jaws ached so badly. We sang and walked danced and hopped and waddled and chickened and snaked and sniggered and sang patriotic songs and screamed at the top of our lungs and held each other's hands and skipped and squatted and ran and shimmied and had fun. I don't need alcohol to get high, I only need endorphins!

Today was a waste of time in school, we went out for breakfast and came back to sit through hours of nothingness. Mali baby, you missed NOTHING! Headed to Parkway after school and we sat around aimlessly and started talking about the entire world that revolved around us and Shaz was explaining to Sue so many things that we actually forgot over the years, which Shaz and I continued recollecting in the bus. After separating in the middle of the road, I headed to meet Sid to encourage her to study at our usual haunt at Downtown. I've been going there so much that I keep seeing Sod and I keep not seeing her until I am so very near her and I've been bumping into so many familiar faces that study there and it's always the same few people around and it's fun to shoot off like a bullet train and can you tell that my punctuation is getting worst, my language is deteriorating, which means my thoughts will thus be messy and incoherent and that means I won't think straight anymore!

Oh and I saw this site that commented on The Red Chord. It was an NTU media students' project and I admit that Sue and I were just Han's guinea pigs but ho wells, apparently there are people who enjoyed it.

Okay, reality check: 122 days to the big A's. Countdown compliments to the closet geek who got an A for his A level Math. I wouldn't have otherwise realised how I'm running out of time already.

Maybe I'll be a mathematician one day, or a Math teacher.