Wow. Just one more day and we, my spontaneously sugar high friends, are once more again condemned to a year of homework, stress-induced tests, ridiculously dreary lectures, 20-minute breaks & assemblies that might end up killing us all with heat stroke (bloody shed). Nothing like going back to school, eh fellas? 

I spent yesterday at the mall with Rona, Mickko & Izaq (and Ells and Ben too, for the movie, they left right after), trying to soak up the last of the holidays. Sort of like a farewell party to the two-month break. It was great, we watched Yes Man, walked around in the rain (more like danced, in Izaq’s POV) and ate good ol’ chicken rice. Hey, who doesn’t love chicken rice? Go bite yourself. 

And tomorrow we go back to school. That sentence alone kills man, it kills. 

But hey, it’s all worth it. Seeing your friends again, getting up in all sorts of mischief and all that. Good times, we owe to educational facilities which otherwise, would have driven us all mad, if not for the presence of our buddies. I might despise going back, but I wouldn’t miss it for the world. 

G’nite fellas.