this used to be a funhouse, but now there are just evil clowns.

I solemnly promise now that I shall be faithful.
I shall religiously update the blog so that it will not be another waste on bandwidth or whatever it is called.
Looking back, I noticed that I have an awful habit of not paragraphing right. Either that or I actually do some decent paragraphing, but due to the whacked layout of the blogskin, it seems ridiculously cramped. So. I will be paragraphing big.

A significant bit has happened since I last blogged. Most evident is that PW has finally stopped breathing. To be frank. I think I will miss that monster of a project. It is by far, other than Life Science, one of the longest projects that I have undertaken. Almost a whole blooming year! Not to mention all the anguish, frustration, pent up anger, stoning, and muffled 'fuck' that I had gone through. It was during PW that I nearly swore at a girl. It was just at the tip of my tongue. But looking back, it was good that I didn't. Why? Cause I guess most of the fault was mine. I was an awfully quiet leader. Was I even one? I don't know.

If any of the PW members are reading this, which I doubt any would, I think I will miss you all. Of course we will still be seeing one another still next year (sigh), but I will miss the times together. Not to mention that single day at my house and that surprise birthday party for Joanne. (I finally bought my groceries though). But yeah, I will miss it. Not to mention the baby project. I can't believe I actually grew attached to the son of a bitch ED project. It reigned a lot of hell upon me. And the Health Promotion Board has yet to reply me yet. Tsk. Talk about x-inefficiency.

I have come to realise that I really enjoy swimming. It really gives me that sense of freedom. And whenever I feel lazy, I would just let myself drift. There are currents in public pools thankfully from all the crazy paddling and kicking by the kids. Hahaha. But other than the water tasting like crap, I really enjoy swimming. My swimming test is next week. Wish me luck.

It's been a long year. There is without a doubt that it's gonna be longer next year. We will survive.

close your eyes and trust that...just trust it.
have you ever thrown a fistful of glitter into the air?
it's only halfpast the point of no return.
have you ever hated yourself staring at the phone?
your whole life waiting to prove that you aren't alone.
there you are.
and i called you....nevermind.