Last week was officially the last day of school for the form four's this year. The holidays hasn't sunk on me yet. I still feel like I should finish up my Add Maths homework that I never touched since two weeks ago. For some reason, I kind of miss school. School as in the environment of being in school.

Dreading every hour of Physics...
Trying to stay awake during Biology...
Hoping Mr Z falls flat on his face on the way to class...

Those type of environments, you know?

Of course I'm happy that school for this year is over. No more homework to clash with my tv time, no more extra smart classmates to deal with and also no more tochure in seeing Chuan Chuen and Michelle lip locking at the back of the class again.

Eugh.

Nothing againts those two. Its just the idea of people MY age being so intimate up to a point where saliva is involve sort of grosses me out. I mean sure, I would like to kiss a guy someday but NOT with some inexperience 16 year old who thinks Ragnarok is a religion. Yeah yeah, I know its not fair for me to say this now since my oh so sweet sixteen would end in about less than two months, most definitely not long enough for me to find a guy worth kissing but thats beside the point. The point is, its EW.

The idea of playing tonsil hockey in every Science lab is not very appealing either.

Oh well, young love. So pure and short lasting. Give it another three weeks and they'll probably start stabbing each others eyes with mechanical pencils.

Anyway, this will be a very short update and err it sort of ends here.

Yep.