sponge box square pants

monday was fabulous.our class finally found proof of our super-ness and we won japanesericecrackers [sugar, seaweed, salted] in the end. coincidentally japclub was having an exhibition on rice in the concourse.most hilarious, and oddly annoying, of all was the m4m tutorial.keithprince's non-presence had the entire class staging a walkout in all our oriental and jewish get-ups.eagleeyed-someone spotted keithprince, however, and ALL of us started running back to the classroom - in kebayas and bajukurongs and jeepas and whatnot - just like villagers running from a flood. ah transient image.

i attended physics lecture today on terence's invitation.it was interesting in a bizarre way, with the entire lt1 listening to physics.there were times when i wanted to just roll down the stairs laughing, especially when the lecturer said "centripetal force".maybe i should have taken physics, then i'd take interest in my lectures.

julienne and i finally solved the mystery of mr vestie. no, not to keep warm, not to hide his shape, not because he thinks its fashionable.rather, he wants to hide his suspenders.case closed.oh, and he does have a variety of vests after all.

you are such a bitch.i want to gouge your f***ing eyes out.you are an eyesore and a self-righteous smart aleck.you are a big set-up and i dont believe any of the crap you say.other people get taken in but i am not.you are pseudo-s*** and a liar.i see all your lies in your eyes which im going to gouge out.so there.bitch.

music in my head :: it's tricky :: run dmc