So I went out with Sharon once again to the Sakae Sushi at Wheelock Place. It's starting to become a tradition. Something that occurs once a term apparently. Sadly, it will not last long; but I'm always up to having good conversations with Sharon even though we may not be eating udon as we chat.
We mostly chatted about the future, about smss, about njc, stuff like that. Sharon kept on scolding me for reminding her of the future and what she was to do to prepare for it. Haha.
While school has officially closed for majority of the teenagers in Singapore, St. Margaret's girls are still to attend lessons for 4 and 1/2 hours a day for the next two weeks. How nice is that? We've already started on a new topic for most subjects, haven't advanced at all for a few. Mr Lee has been murdering us with tons of assesment worksheets. Do you think it's possible to get brain-scrambled from reading too much chinese?
I spent approximately three or four days to finish watching a really touching Japanese Drama called "One litre of tears". I highly recommend it. As does every other drama or movie that shows about a young girl who is going to die of a disease yet can still smile at life, it makes one want to treasure life more. It's probably the first drama that has made me shed a tear. Not cry; just shed a tear. The japanese are amazing with their shows aren't they? 'A Walk To Remember' couldn't even make it cry, yet it made Jessie tear and Tessa cry.
After watching that show, I suddenly regret how I stopped writing a diary. Yes, this blog is awesome. However, no offence to people who read this blog, but I can't exactly pen down my real deep feelings due to my horribly high sense of privacy. I may just start.