People come into our lives, for a reason.

2 more papers down today, and is quite okay about it.
I have like.. 3 more till everythings' over, and the big Ohs will start for the rest of the world.

yesyesyes,
HAPPY (sweet 16th) BIRTHDAY, JINGQUAN!
Have good health and live long!~

This post's gonna be one long, lengthy-wordy one. So, if you don't wish to read, just leave.
I don't really care anymore.

( Been long since I've last put things under cut! )

Graugh. All out.

Anywayz, I really appreciate those who make the extra effort to get up in the morning to bath, or to apply perfume/cologne/body mist/anything that smells nice.

Don't get what I mean?

Just sit through one long bus-ride with someone next to you who seems to have not bathed for like years.
You'll understand my pain.

mmmh.
Eyes have been like 2 slits across my face after geography.
Tillagain.

Totally Random.

We would jump and run around, kicking everything we see, and making lotsa lotsa noise.
We would have fun.

Then,
The adults kicks in, and ask what were we doing, and what's with all that noise.

They don't understand our definition of fun, or maybe, they've grown out of it.

We would meekly reply them: it's bedtime.
And, run away.

Then again, would there be times that those, again?!