update.

ACHOCHO! PRELIMS STARTED ALREADY LAH DEI!

Maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, english, english, english, maths, maths, maths, music, science, science, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, Geog, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths.- that's all i do these days. (somewhere in the deep depths of this routine, F&N exists...)

Spoke to a bunch of music professionals. Complicated shit.

me and marr made a deal yesterday. before we die, the one thing we must do is TO PASS MATHS!

and thus explains the maths, maths, maths, maths, maths routine.

i'm getting flattered lately by the teachers. As much as i love the attention and the praise, i hate the pressure because of it.

meeting up with my music teacher for lessons again, and we're going to have practises straight through the O levels. Talk about a a huge load on my shoulders!

p.s. i know i usually blog about something with a better meaning, but i've barely had the time to think about it. lol.

cheers! enjoy your prelims people!