Friday, 30th December, 2005

We found out our classes for next year.
Huiqi: 201
Shevaun: 202
Joon Ting and Chris: 206
Nora and I: 207
Sixuan: 208
I am now convinced the school admin is masterminding a diabolical plot to tear us apart.

This is way bad.
This is worse than the time Sly didn't get kicked out of Idol or the time Austin went of Project Runway. This is worse than the time Gin knocked my wallet into a pot of gravy or the time I left my handphone in the cab.
This is almost as bad as the time Franz Ferdinand got assasinated, and started WW1.
I feel like assasinating the idiot who suggested re-shuffling the classes.

This is heartbreaking.

This is it now
Everybody get down
This is all I can take
This is how a heart breaks
You take a hit now, you feel it break down
Make you stay wide awake
This is how a heart breaks

PS: New layout. As you can see, I'm too distraught to even contemplate making a more complicated layout. But this one is alright. Sweet and simple. Pictures from British Tattler, if I'm not mistaken.