DoInG It RigHt

"Calm down. Caaaalm down. You are a IMPENETRABLE WALL!" - Arts
"This. Is. All. A. Game." - Med
"Skittles?" - Engine
"Who the hell do you think you are?" - CPS

I'm freaked out by that Med Fac play. (Although that guy who won Best Actor is totally charming in an eerie Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall kind of way.) Okayyyy, so I'll study now, dig? Like, consistently? If I didn't know better I'd think it was some sneaky teacher-driven propaganda.
In all seriousness, it was awesome.
Not a single deep thought present in the Arts play, yet I laughed with the full release everyone needs. ARTS FAC! (Is it just me, or isn't TOTALLY wrong for Carissa not to be nominated, when she should have friggin' won Best Actress?) AND Manda and Steph did SC proud today with their dramatic skills (Manda's was phenomenonal in her pirate captain role last year, and surpasses herself yet again). Now I see how high standards get you far!
Drama Feste aside, wow what a day. Ate Haagen Dazs' mango ice-cream in the middle of a maths lecture (and got away with it), played tennis badminton style and in the squash court, tried the legendary Ghim Moh duck rice at last (It's succulent), and sang, worked, worried, lived the moment. Makes me feel like a wuss for complaining, ever. It's what you make it.
Hear that?
It's the early hours of the morn once again, and Han's holding a post-band concert party in our house right about now. There are band members, flowers, and backpacks leaking out of the ceiling. 40-over people! I'm surprised they don't suffocate. They peer at me through the glass-paned study-room door - "Zhen de hen xiang!" - I've become an exhibit. I'm going to bed now before it becomes too riotous.