Burning up, with you baby.

The ventilation system in our class is down for who-knows-how-long-already.

But none of us really noticed till a few days ago.

And now that we'd noticed, the heat is really unbearable. (I mean, its always stuffy and humid in class, but these past few days are really argh.)

Heck, its cooler at the windows than beneath the fans.

So since desperation invokes desperate measures, I've found a fantastic way to do homework near the sweet reprive of the windows, without the desk.

Its unbelievably easy.

1. Leave your stationary on the window sill.
2. Stick whatever extra books/papers to the wall beneath the window with cellophane tape.

3. Sit cross-legged on a chair (with the kind of chairs at school, that's challenging...but possible) and use a hardcover file as your "desk".

Its genius, if you don't mind people assuming your brain screwed up somewhere.

Malaysian weather rocks, so I didn't really mind.

~Veee

Why'd ya have to make a big thing out of nothing?

I have so much stuff to update about. Lets try "gisting". =)

1. Singapore/funeral trip.

Food was good. Hotel sucks. Funeral was...funeral-ish.

I think if I don't make it elsewhere, Singapore would be a really good place to be. (Food really rocks.)

2. Kudos to our class genius.

He had the support of three quarts of the form 4's. Came in 2nd place, but still, great spelling, 4C's proud of you.

3. I had a lot of stuff to update about but suddenly I forgot.

4. I was stumbling around my blog's dashboard a few days ago and I came across this post which I saved as draft. Its a really bombastic post. Maybe I'll post it one of these days. Really angry kind of post, but not entirely negative... I think.

5. Oh yeah, today I did my oral presentation. I freaked.

~Veee.

P.S. There's no point crying over spilled milk...unless its chocolate. HAH!

P.P.S. Many hands make light work, but too many cooks spoil the broth. Teeehee!

P.P.P.S There's no use trying to teach an old dog new tricks...but its never too late to learn. =)

Just proves that you can't really trust these idioms because they contradict each other.

I don't know why I stayed for you
You try to tell me what to do
You think you know me, who I am
But you don't get it, understand
You don't know
Just how close
I am to giving up
I guess I had a change of heart

~Change Of Heart