“I'd like to help you doctor
Yes I really really would
But the din in my head
It's too much and it's no good
I'm standing in a windy tunnel
Shouting through the roar
And I'd like to give the information
You're asking for."

Hannah Murphy ♥ / 2/5/1991 / Singapore
“One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual. There are open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of a pin-prick but wounds still. The marks of suffering are more comparable to the loss of a finger, or of the sight of an eye. We may not miss them, either, for one minute in a year, but if we should there is nothing to be done about it.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night

my legs feel like sticks with chunks of meat hanging off them. Sitting is badass, walking down the stairs is killing me. In short, my legs are just WEAK now, just as my arms are WEAK too cos i suck at doing hand stands. SIAN too long never exercise, just got owned. Hai... need to get back in the FITNESS flow!!! My attempts in cheerleading now are cringe-worthy, so freaking sad. :(

Anyway, on a happy note, presentation this week is OVER!!! YES!!! It was chilled, life is good. :) Now just need to complete my identity essay for tutorial later and this week is CHILLED!! :D happyy me. oh oh and thr's netball practice later wheeeee so long never touch the ball alr. Haha anyway CHEERS!! :)

let's dip into the cookie jar, wheeeee!!