I suddenly realised that guys with not so perfect teeth are rather attractive. Well you know, a contrast to my straight HORSE-LIKE set of teeth. I'm always complaining that I need braces when the dentist says I don't. I find my teeth rather bucky and hermione-ish.

Today was absolutely disheartening. One, nothing nice happened, I got the little-lest glimpse of my oh so handsome guy, and had tutorials. (anyone who reads this blog knows how I despise having tutorials because I'd end up sitting there like a fucktard who can't connect to anyone. ) I'm so fucking screwed. Oh god oh god oh god, pretty please let something good happen next semester!

Autocad test was utter rubbish. I took so long to figure out how to do question 2 and the idea of drawing a small circle within a larger circle completely drifted off my mind. I was more interested in the prospects of failing this module, and how terrible it would be to tolerate another semester stuck in the lab for 4 hours straight(without a glimpse of my handsome guy.) And yes, don't let me continue elaborating on my handsome guy, because it is so sacred to me. Every single bit of crappy memory is most precious to me and best for me to savour, for myself. Muahaha, now I'm guessing you're starting to dribble, cause you're so bored of my melodious whining.
So the orthogonal projection was a screw up. I didn't even know what I was doing. So the last 5 minutes I went, 'fuck it' and stared at the screen. Oh god, let me pass. I'm starting to enjoy doing CAD.

So you know, I went home upturning rubbish bins and ripping people's clothes off and pushed old people aside, because my day felt like a total waste, and I wasted another day doing shitty stuff and being shit, and that day won't come back again, and who knows when I'm 70 I could've used that one day to buy some time. I realised the gorgeous guy I saw at fc3 was the one sitting beside me at the station. I didn't realise it was him until at Jurong when I stared at him. Ah wow, what a dream; he's hugh jackman and anuar zain combined. Absolutely delicious. And he sat beside me on the train! I was trying hard not to beam. I'm not crazy over him, I'm just happy, cause the other day I thought, wow, I'm never going to see that face again. As soon as he alighted, I saw a lot of funny people. One was signing to herself, another was blasting horrible metal into his ears(I don't know how they do that.) and so on and so forth.

Note: Handsome guy NOT equals to cuteguy at fc3. (OMG, I so don't possess a life.)

There's a rainbow after the rain; always remember that. However small it might be, appreciate it. Maybe things didn't work out, but that's okay; another time, perhaps.

Before I make a complete fool out of myself, in which I think I have done ages ago, I bid thee farewell.

(This entry would probably get a D for OC, because it has no driven purpose, choice of words was terrible, and conclusion is too abrupt. Has no meaning. Didn't thank the audience, or give a sign that this is ending. Before OC starts making me insane, I better close this bracket now.)