i love old ladies. they just make the world sweeter with their ever-so-slow and gentle ways and sweet smiles. i feel like hugging every single one of them, save for the grumpy and naggy ones.

still. i love old ladies.

and i hate not knowing what to do about friends.

i wish there was a friend guidebook sometimes.

grr.

funorama 18 (:

it's amazing what a funfair can do to your class, your body, your money and your memories.

but still i don't regret every single bit of it.

every quarrel, every muscle ache, every suntan from painting banners and walking around terrorising ppl,every scream in craiglockhart-for fun and for real,every friend that came, every dart that was thrown, every moment in the stall during the rain, every cent spent on dunking ppl, every bruise from crawling on the floor, every coconut carried,every pineapple that pricked me, every ounce of energy or what was left of it spent jumping on the stage and running around in the hall after the funfair and the list goes on.

btw the 2aa2 blog is up. just go to ilove2aa2.blogspot.com for more pictures and details of funorama (:

aa2, you're my boulevard of un-broken dreams (:

will you be my valentine (:

valentine's day rocked this year. i love my class. i love my friends. i love the concept of love (:

haha this is so, um, un-biceps (:

welcome to the happy hut!

spot me.

who's this random couple?

tee hee. wibands!

gold rangers!

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!

love is in the air (: spread the love!!