i have a freaking headache now. the whole world is going wozzy fuzzy now. the "hong yew" i have is not working. it's AXE brand by the way. i know it's auntie to use that transparent bottle with the green packaging but the smell does make me feel better sometimes. i think i am suffering from post studying trauma. just finished my medicine test just now. a lot of peeping at other people's answers. ha dun even know if they are right but at least they have an answer. I DO NOT. so i just have to copy. ha, i am a bad student i know. but the stuff in the module is stupidly dry and i have no goony idea what the heck all those terms mean. die, dunno how i going to do for exams... lucky i s/u it le. speaking of exams, they are just round the corner. yet i dun feel any stress. wat's wrong with me!!!!???????? it's time to start studying soon. boo hoo.

anyway, there is this photography competition in school. the theme is "what does simplicity mean to you" ha ha, i am sure ms ong knows the answer to this one. so should i secretly take a photo in class? heh heh.

watched the channel u show project superstar yest and wed. i am amazed at the number of people who are so daring to sia suey themselves on national tv. i mean, if u know u can't sing, then try not to embarass urself u know. i dun believe all that crap about having dreams and u will succeed. dreams still have to be realistic. if u have talent, fine. if u dun, please stop torturing us audience or trying to make a fool of urself. come on, it's national tv. and singapore is not small. i can count the number of times i have walked along orchard road and see steven lim. (yes, the eye brow plucking guy...) and everytime, i just end up laughing at him. looking on the other side of stuff, if u dun see the bad stuff, u will not know what is good. i mean everything has to have a basis of comparison right. ok, so maybe they aren't that clowns after all, they do provide good entertainment. but i am still not going to join project superstar. i know i can't sing well so i shall keep to k box( my my my, isn't this my SISTER's hobby?), and the toilet (my brother can testify to that.) er, and yup the occasional train sessions. please dun sue me k.