With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

~ From Desiderata, Max Ehrmann

Watched Potter on Tuesday with nee, jy, beek and ade. The movie was a bit of a disappointment, to be honest. Some parts were well done, like the first task and the part after the graveyard scene. Haha and the introduction of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang was really nice! But I can't believe they skipped the entire Quidditch World Cup! I liked the Harry and Hermione friendship, but some of it seemed quite overdone, especially after what's been revealed. And they made Ron out to be such a prat. And Voldemort didn't look evil, merely like some really macho bad boy. And there was no sphinx! Ah well I love the acting anyhow. I hope they don't change the actors. Oh I finally got my prom dress, after much much much walking around town. And my mom's got the perfect pair of heels to match it, only they're about three-inches high. My goodness, I was really wobbling in them. Hope I don't fall down and sprain my ankle on prom night.

Drum lessons have been fun so far. It's quite hard to coordinate my hands and feet sometimes, but thankfully I have a teensy bit of music background to help me along. YAY A'S ARE OVER! OVER OVER OVER. Phys s and chem s weren't too well done but I'm going to hold the worrying till next March.

Why don't they have recipes for like one slice of cake? I wanna bake just enough to taste. I realised that most of the time when I bake I get v excited about the product, but once I get past the first slice the excitement's gone, and even if my family has a few slices, about half a cake gets thrown into the fridge and left to rot. Whhhyyyy. If I could bake yummy cakes like Secret Recipe's White Choc Macadamia it'd never go to waste. Yay, A's very nearly over. Fun, fun, so many things to do. :)

Booo. There's a tub of Cherry Garcia in the fridge but I can't eat it cos my throat's tingly. And I ate fishball noodle soup even though I don't like it cos my throat's tingly. And I can't bake brownies cos my throat's tingly. I'll never go to church without a jacket again, was sniffling like mad.

Oh yes DOES ANYONE HAVE MY 'A WALK TO REMEMBER' BOOK? I lent it out awhile back, and have a terrible memory for such things.

Dorian Gray's a very thought-provoking read, just finished it today. I can't decide whether to loathe or pity him because, even at the end, he still seems like a little boy. And he keeps going through these phases of wanting to change for the better, which is not totally unfamiliar.

A's update: I've had one good paper, one not-so-good paper and one bad paper so far. Why is it that past year papers always seem so much easier? I've come to discover that preparing for GP is actually quite satisfying. Way more interesting than studying for chem and math, anyhow. My drumming lessons are starting before the A's end, which does not bode well. But at least it gives me a chance to pop by town to look for prom things. We must always be positive. :)

The hairdresser hates me. :( So now my fringe floats. Yes, floats. I look like I've got one of those static electricity balls hiding up my sleeve or sth. It is sad. This is proof that my chinese has degenerated to a level that does not include effective communication. At least this will make me stay at home and study like a good girl for the upcoming A's, if nothing else will.