why blog anyway?
some people say that blogging is fun.
the other half think it is done mainly as another exhibitionist piece.

whatever.

i just think it is simply a piece of work.
a drawing maybe. in simplified terms.

only difference is that people with no talent like me can actually do something of an acceptable standard.

here i go blabbering again.

but then again, what's new?

i was talking to a classmate about blogs. [lucas has abandoned his, by the way.] and he simply sees it as something a megalomanic would do.

oh. let me elaborate about this classmate. his name is karla. yes. his. not her.
one of the 7 boys in our class.
20 girls. 7 boys. skewed ratio. i know. too bad for me.

and is one of the 2 boys in the class i can actually talk to comfortably.
like i would to another girl.

[and since i am sidetracking anyway, let me just totally go off track with these 27 funky people otherwise known as the class of rjc 1so3L 2004 .]

the very first time we met as a class we were already playing these stupidly lame games. which i obviously found very fun since i have the maturity of a 5 year old.

first time we went for lunch as a class, we ended up playing truth or dare.

first time i kissed a girl on the mouth.

bleah.

and i have barely known her for.. 6 days?

ha.

yuck.

anyway, to put it simply, the class is fun. and funky. and loud.

my favourite kind of people.

the typical playful people. but somehow sometimes i feel out of place.



and yes, i got into rjc. woohoo.





maybe that was why

maybe now would be a good time to restart.