Tracks of my tears.

So very many things have happened in the last two weeks. It's been positively insane. (I always did wonder why 'positively insane' made sense but not 'negatively insane', because technically, doesn't 'negatively insane' make more sense? Insanity is after all the furthest thing from positive.) But I digress yet again. So yes, the past two weeks. The daily rituals, the tears, joy, stress, happiness, let downs, anxiety, apprehension, longing. Wow, doesn't my life just sound like a melodramatic soap drama on daytime TeeVee. Seriously, The Hills doesn't stand a chance.

Okay okay, I take that back just in case I get like 123908295 hate mails from staunch, our-hearts-beat-for-LC fans. And also because, I (note: grudgingly) admit that I happen to be the ultimate Hills fan. Which also happens to be the reason why I am mourning, yes, weeping black eyeliner tears - Hyperbole, I know. But don't all teachers encourage us to use literary devices anyway? - that this Tuesday's episode is LC's last one. Yeah you can stop LMAO-ing or whatchamacallit.

On a completely different note, OhAmGee the holidays are here. It's only been three days since school let out and I'm radiantly euphoric. We had no school on Friday because of the Shangrila Security Conference thing thing - total lifesaver, might I add. So. Bullet points for you because I'm lazy and Chinese tuition homework calls.

Friday
x Met L for lunch
x Secret garden rendezvous
x Starbucks
x Solo MRT ride to Vivocity (Am proud of great self-restraint practised when fighting the urge to flag a cab)
x Met the fam at the Vivo for quality bonding time over Angels and Demons
x Dinner after that resulted in me breaking the Guiness World Record for fastest weight gain ever recorded in a human, I kid you not.

Saturday
x Slept in.
x Watched Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging for the 4th time (?) = approximately 105 minutes of squealing over Aaron Johnson, a.k.a Sex God beyond the Valley of Gorgeousness, and picking up weird British Slang.
x Went running (Felt full effects of sinful dinner the night before), followed by drinks after at the club
x Showered, met Sexy Kitty at Starbucks (the said individual's identity will not be disclosed lest she/he faces extreme amounts of public humiliation)
x Walked home with Sexy Kitty and LOLed for the next two hours while facebook-ing/blog-hopping
x Attempted to watch HTLAGI10D but fell asleep halfway, so said individual left at 11.30pm

Sunday
x Woke up early because of Tai tai's text
x Trudged down to breakfast disgruntled and groggy
x LOLed throughout breakfast because of an unexpected editorial
x Was dragged down to town by the folks
x Shopped, lunched and got immensely irritated by GSS crowds
x Went home and slept like a sloth
x Sent brother back to NS camp (baldies of the world unite!)
x Dinner
x Typing this now

Okay. Cheena homework calls.
Will post pictures; but don't get your hopes too high.
People always disappoint.