The Art Of Self-Mind Psychoing

FALL OUT BOY- I DON'T CARE

i am at home, sick and free to blog.

it was weird how i caught the cold right after i went home from school. totally came outta nowhere. getting an MC is a hassle. now i'm gonna have to get my mum to write a letter for the howmany-th time already in my days in school. this is an honest sickness and i think i'm pushing certain teachers' trust for missing out? well i don't think i can concentrate in class nor will they like to see me soaking tissues or trumpetting throughout the lessons.

something big happened on the party last saturday. a speaker timbered down and landed on a table where people were eating. there were glasses with roses and candles as decorations and all was destroyed. it was strange, nontheless fortunate, how it completely missed everyone who were sitting there. candlewax and glass proved to be quite a troublesome mess. one or two did get hurt on the incident, but everyone was okay and enjoyed the whole party.

speaking of saturday, the upcoming one is my cousin's wedding. so yes, it is on Valentine's Day. and yes, my Valentine's date is the Bride.
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well........ no not really. i don't even know the bride. i'm unfortunately not close to my paternal side. but thats okay. i try to make the best of my time with them. i think the code is to be in suits. yes. again. i'll avoid the red shirt again, if not this blog will be bloody with pictures.

i was awoken to the sight of this little fella at my balcony tree. my newfound friend: Trio.
i don't know where Trio is now. probably up the tree i guess. farewell new friend.