Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Something I'll never miss about school: Standing for an hour to print chapters of readings. Because there was some dude who was loudly proclaiming how he'd been there for such a long time and swearing and stuff. Please, calmjoorfacedown ah. There wasn't any need for you to show off how long you'd been there, we get it. The Personalities of NUS, you'd meet the worse ones in the bad situations.
BTW! I was so happy about the Arsenal win and Thierry Henry, LEGEND, scoring the winner, I wore my Arsenal jersey for the first time ever, and to school as you can see from the picture. (For some reason, I feel like I didn't thank you enough or showed how happy I was with it. If you are reading this, though I doubt it, I loved it the moment you gave it to me.)
It's all a numbers game of probability. The reason we've never bumped into each other is because we go to the common places infrequently. But that's going to change now. I dread it because I pretty much know how I'll react.
Like we were never friends, let alone the other stuff. That's how you made it to seem. What choice do I have but to do it worse?
Labels: taking back my words
