the world's not waiting

I have slightly more than 12 weeks to go. at the rate I'm going, I might just die before the next academic year comes. August is so far away! AND I'M GLAD, I really am. I'm just saying it's far ahead, I didn't say anything about wanting Time to move quicker so God if you're reading this, take note.

it's raining and camp is tomorrow. I can't wait to be shipped off to Sentosa, but a part of me just wants to stay indoors where I'll finally get to look pale and pasty white (ultimate goal, this one). my shoulders are still red and kinda peeling from blading a few days ago. I think I am very lame- there wasn't alot of sun that day plus ECP is very shady, but I still managed to get burned. nonetheless I don't really want to end up like one of those girls who screech at the slightest bit of sunlight. now they are just effing weird.

I need to go somewhere. back at Ubin, or East Coast Park, the softball field, or the squash court. what the hell have I been doing the past few months? I think my sedentary lifestyle has made me very lazy. at NTU I take the shuttle bus wherever I go, and that means waiting 7 minutes for one just to get to Canteen A when walking would take me only 5. yes, I shit you not. plus all the good cakes and apple crumble have gone to my African American Ass, which lowers my center of gravity so I just feel like wanting to SIT all the time.