SOOO IT'S LIKE 1.24AM AND I'M LIKE SOOO PSYCHED FOR THE BITING POINT IN LIKE 15 HOURS.

me and bbcass will cheer our bbgreg ON~

yay cashie is coming -dances-

Cassandra Sim Hui Zhen is attending The Biting Point. Comment

^HOLLA THANK YOU.


ehh so school will be foregone under the lame excuse of my fucking feet and the fact that i really just do not feel like attending. but my feet really do hurt like hell. it's the sellout shoes. they are EATING MY DAMN FEET. omg the blisters hurt so fucking much i walked home 1km BARE-FUCKING-FOOT on ground fresh from rain. but eh. there are worse things I could do~

so rn i'm just looking at the fierce little bb hsm costumes. the cheerleader ones are just PRIME. o i know greg wants the little bbs of colour. DOAN DENY.


i will wear hm socks in honour of TBP. no not black parade.


mother tongue bridging leaves much to be desired.

i'm sleepy. but i want to practise lucky until it doesn't sound like a bunch of bananas pounding the poor innocent ivories. but i'm getting better. now if only i had the focus to learn stronger. so far i have against all odds in my pocket, and lucky is almost there. i feel so accomplished omg. and the best part is learning it all by myself, without a teacher to nag me or anyone to push me. i don't get agitated and feel like it has to be perfect on the first try, and instead i just keep working till i get it right. -do not insert a song pun here-

i cut my hair. it is awesome. do not be jealin on my gay hairdresser and his awesomeness.