so christmas is just five days away. oh my goodnesssss. sigh. that means school's starting, again. darn. back to the books, back to being screwed for not knowing my stuffs. urgh! and to think i haven't done my holiday assignments. okay, so i'm officially screwed. tsk. nothing could be worse huh...
and after the looooongest time in the world, i finally got some christmas presents settled, and wrapped. pretty proud of myself. though i've got a whole lot more to settle. darn! terrible huh.
but hey, someone made me super duper uber happy today. totally brightened up my boring day. was reading chris' blog and this is what she wrote. read it, and that's my life with chris, literally. okay. so this is what she wrote:
i miss vanessa manichon many many.
grammer mistake on purpose.
i miss hanging at her place calling for kfc
i miss the long walk to east coast
i miss the funnyness of it all
& the bumming
& the faith in shooting
& the glorious food
& the regretting after indulging
& the day we screamed and shrieked when we saw the flying cockroach
& how we almost died laughing at yw when he jumped to a fake lizard
& how we laughed even more when he knew it was a fake lizard
& still was petrified
& the bali trip
& the stalking of brotherhood
HAHAHAHA
& 'the clubbing' in the toilet of club med
& the peeping into a guy's bathroom
& how we ganged up against carmen
& how retarded we looked when we were sleeping in the plane
& how we were so afraid to go into the pub
& how we took ages to plan how to get into the pub
HAHAHA & how we nearly choked to death in the pub
& how we lied to carmen
HAHAHA
& how we got the braids done
& how it was so itchy and uncomfortable
& how i took of my braids in jus a few days
& how we did the hilarious dance with our rollarblandes
& how kengbagan cheers became my food heaven
& how she taught me how to paint BEAUTIFULLY
(: & how we slept from morning till night
(then getting a shock when we couldnt see the sun)
& being bummers for life
& being literature bummers
& sleeping during lit class
& laughing motherly loud during lit class
& taking a group photo during lit class
& doing the lit whoosh.
& conjuring up a whole load of nonsense during tests
& how we only read the preface of 'i'm the king of the castle'
& how she was called kingshaw and i hooper & how we encourage each other during netball games
& how we used to write those silly letters
& how she would run to my class just to say hi
& how we conned gillian
& how she skipped chinese period n try to psycho me into skipping mine
& how thoughtful she always is
& the staying over at her place to "mug" for Os
& making last minute cards for graduation day
& how we were late the nxt day
& how i ran frm her place to the mrt station
& how i felt my lungs were bursting
& how she always wld b there to be my listening ear
& how she would tell me silly jokes
& how patient she was
& not knowing how rich she is until it dawns on me
& how she inspires me to give my all in everything it's friends like this that makes me remember my childhood.
that is worth remembering
best of all, we can pick up where we last left
(:
ILOVEVANESSAMANICHONMANYMANY!
wakakka that's just so sweet lah! and that's my life. with that chee bong bong. sigh. i miss her like maddd now. and suddenly all the memories come flooding back. IMISSCHRISTABELCHEELIKEMADDDDD!!! faster get your term tests over and done with and we'll meet up 'cos i'm serious when i said i miss youuu! haha. love you lots dearie! whee!!! ((: 