the birds, the bees, and the apple trees

friday the second of may, the sky was THE perfect shade of blue, the birds in the sky were chirping a melodius sound that dribbled across the air, the sounds of children's laughter blended with the breeze that eased the heat that rose from the ground. It wasn't terribly hot, but more of a fuzzy kinda heat.

Henceforth,

I AM GOING TO PAINT! :)

kthxbye.

ps: I am terribly upset that Dorea Quek is not here with me to enjoy this perfect weather. ): stupid school trip...

pps: I KNOW I HAVE TONS OF PICTURES TO POST, BUT I SERIOUSLY CANNOT BE BOTHERED. shoot me.

HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY ANDREW SEOW.

don't be pissed that you're having your exams,

we'll celebrate officially when its over.