I hate exams. But exams mean that the term is ending. So I love it. Love-hate relationship. Lately, I've been a hyperactive exam candidate. It's worrying me.
Actually, I've been hyperactive for the whole semester, which is very worrying.
When the others have been going out, skipping classes and having fun in the first semester, I was doing the opposite. Can't help it, too pure. I know nothing about the wonders of the outside world.
When others have been studying in the library and practically attend classes like devout believers, I've been itching to skip classes. And I've been going out a lot.
Dad's third attempt at culinary -- so-called 'burgers'. Tomato paste, cheddar cheese and tuna sandwiched in a pita bread.
Something not made from potatoes, which is good. I'm tired of potato salad and mashed potatoes already. I like this dish. Well done, daddy.
Dad's souvenir for us from Sri Lanka, how thoughtful. I looooove chocolates.
I love the wordings on the gift: we love you as much as the price of this present!
Epic words.
1. Someone said to Theng, "Already 19 and we still have to buy dolls to pujuk you."
2. Chieh pushed her milk tea towards Tokyo. Tokyo said, "Nevermind, I don't want." She looked at him with her big eyes and said, "I ask you to stir for me la!"
Nyahahahahaha. I love life.
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