Contagious

Something tells me I've misspelt the title of this post... Go figure. -.-|||

Poor Cheng Jie (bankai!); Neeta's officially lumped him together with Grace and I now. We shall henceforth be known as "you three!". I swear the bad trinity jokes just write themselves...

Which means that in addition to the existing motion started by Neeta for Grace and I to get "divorced", we're not allowed to sit with Cheng Jie either. Ack, I keep planning to keep my head down during GP but it's hard to when it's one of the few classes I still have with Grace. Annoying.

Might or might not have gotten hooked on hanakimi today (blame Grace and her laptop) but my true love still lies with... uh... ah hell, there's enough fangirl love to go around. Except for Spidey. And then it's more like fanboy than fangirl because fangirling Spidey the way I do anime just seems... gross. I don't know why but some things are sacred.

Ugh, I hate having exams, haven't Halo'd for ages. I could really do with a good bout of Slayer to take the edge off. Speaking of which I've realized that I'm really looking forward to when this is all over and I can get my 360, play some Gears of War and have a social life again- maybe not necessarily in that order. I swear college life has turned me into a social butterfly- relatively. Which is kinda disturbing come to think of it...

Today's the first time this year that I was able to leave school early on Friday and not stay back for Spectra at all. Funnily enough I don't miss it too much- even if it does feel kinda wierd being so free suddenly. It's going to be really strange when the later issues of the webcomic start to go up and I realise they're totally foreign to me (in layout and art at least because I have read the script for the rest of this chapter) because I wasn't chasing people to do the pencils and ink them.

People at shool are starting to stress about the prelims. I can't decide if my not panicking here is good so I don't burn out or bad because I'm starting too late... I guess we'll find out next year. O.o

Parents' are outta town. I hope Mom remebers to buy me those socks I like. And not in pink!

I wanna play soccer and stop dancing.:[