the third option

This week passed by so quickly it's pretty haunting.

Attended the school's 34th speech and prize-giving day yesterday and it all went down so well (: it's really one of the few occasions where I could sense myself carrying any trace of since school pride. The guest of honour was really hip and cool so I think I'll keep in thought the key points she shared. Craft your own course and keep going.

Meanwhile things at home have been pretty hectic in the calmest ways, it's unexplainable but long night phone calls with the boyfriend make everything better. (: we always extend into talking about so so many things until I literally black out over the phone for a couple of seconds because my body was like "shut up and go sleep"

Had lunch with him today and talked about nice stuff again hehe. I hate to generalise our conversations into 'nice' and that we talk about 'stuff' but then again I like to put it out here that way.

The sec four and three litties attended ACJC's romeo and juliet in the evening and it was a rather satiable! Before the play started, ms tnee texted myself and a couple others on considering dsa into the school through theatre studies. It's a thought that had never crossed my mind. Things are complicated enough having to choose between jc and poly and now there's this third option. Now I have to

Think.

Think.

Think.