I don't believe it. I have actually just wrote 3 quarters of a page in my letter to my foster mortal to persuade her not to choose St John over choir, without telling her which cca I am actually in. I seriously wonder what St John did to make so many sec 1s this year think that St john is so good that they want to put it as first choice. and I might seriously consider telling my foster mortal that I will abandon her if she joins St John instead of choir. After all, I adopted her only because she said she wanted to join choir. That is, before she became fickle-minded between St John and choir. BLEAGH.

Oh well. Looks like this year, my dad will not be home on my birthday. He's going back to Sibu, Sarawak, Malaysia(for those who don't know) to attend my cousin's wedding. If only my irresponsible cousin had more sense to do the right thing, he could have had his wedding during our school holiday and not have such a rushed and screwed up wedding which I can't even attend. Boo. looks like my birthday this year will be really sad. let's see, my schedule for that day: drag myself from bed earlier so i can take bus(bleagh) to school and then endure a whole day of boring school and monday blues before finally reaching home to chiong my sucky tuition homework and then have tuition till either 6.30 or 8pm and then eat, bathe, do school homework, sleep. AWESOME.

I don't believe it. My dad is using three different airlines to go one to and back from Sibu. Life is amusing.