Wednesday, November 15, 2006.

I'm going to Sentosa on friday.
(But at least I have Ah Nae and the Mao Ce CEO.)

One of my least favourite places in Singapore because it exploits (where's the price discrimination?!) money like mad but it's better having somewhere to go and something to do and people to talk to than staying at home and doing Maths like this morning.

Got so demoralized by Complex Numbers I did my Differentiation Tutorial for 3/4 hours instead.

My brain is slow when it comes to maths so I have 3/4 hours you see.

Nevertheless, I completed it save the last 2 questions and some others which I have absolutely no heart to go on to think and think and complete.

My father called and I was telling him I was doing Maths and he was like, "Woah, what a good girl!"

Thank you (:

Guilt will consciously creep into my heart and mind if I do not touch it and since I haven't touched homework for like 6 days, it already seeped into my nerves.

Therefore I didn't have the nerve to defy the sinking feeling of guilt.

And, Tutorial 11 is complete! I feel 5% accomplished. (:

I was bored last night so I did more editing and I realised that with nice fonts you can do loads. Hoho.




















HAHA. Funny. I like!



















Poor Marco, always victimised.

Haha. I take immense pride in doing such stuff.

If you ever want me to help contribute to your photos in any way, you are welcome to ask for help. That is if you don't mind what comes out of my head and finger tips. :D

I was searching for Jo-Hsuan's address and I realised I didn't have it, and came across this letter instead.

The letter we exchanged during farewell, 14th October 2005.

I think the one I wrote her was 3-4 pages long? You can't blame me cause one of the things I LOVE to do it to WRITE!

Yes!

She amuses me.

Then, at 22nd ( --> 历史性的一刻) March, we became partners! That's when I really got to know you.

We're forever bickering about 22 and 23 because her birthday's 22/5 and mine's 23/2. Hence, the natural number war between 22 and 23. :D I always feel utterly triumphant when I see something that is 23 instead of 22, likewise for her if it's 22 instead of 23.

First, I must get used to your handwriting ((:). It took me weeks to "learn" how to read. Second, I must get used to your 厚度 (I'm super thick-skinned you see.). And third, I must get used to your laughter because sometimes you can't stop laughing, sometimes you even cry [Shocked].

Haha yes. My handwriting is deemed eternally illegible to some people and if people borrow my notes, after a while they'd go, "Eh Isabelle, what word is this?" and sometimes I'd go, "Eh. Wait. Ohhhh. It's so-and-so." I admit it gets illegible sometimes. I'm less thick-skinned now cause it's much much much easier to be thick-skinned with people in an all-girls and more comfortable environment. Have I ever mentioned how thick-skinned Raseena gets sometimes? She does it to entertain herself. So do I, actually. This is what I call successful self-amusement. Something I do very very very vey vey vey often. Ah yes and I laugh a lot too. I can laugh till I roll on the floor and tear my skirt (Urh I have evidence!) or till I run to the toilet and continue laughing even after I'm out for a while. Seriously, laughing till tearing isn't that bad. It's pretty common for someone like me. (:

There was once when Sheryl, Ge Yi, Renee and I stayed back for log-drying duty and GOSH. We laughed till Sheryl said my eyes were like taps. My laughter-induced tears, like how water gushes down from the taps, gushes down from my eyes. You know when people laugh too hard they hold their stomach and no sound escapes from their lips? Yes. That time the 4 of us were in that utterly suaku state for more than 2 times. If you imagine it it's quite retarded cause you're holding your stomach with your mouth open wide, eyes closed and your body is being jerked involuntarily from the incessant laughter. Retarded sight to behold so yes, I do admit I am a huge retard at times. When you think no one is laughing you're wrong cause everyone is laughing too hard at the moment no one is able to produce any laughing sound due to energy wasted in maintaining that retarded position instead of it being released as sound energy.

Okay back to the topic.

Today is our farewell day. But I know that this wouldn't be our last time meeting each other cos our friendship is everlasting! For the past 207 days, you have tolerated my laziness, cold jokes (She's super good at this!), not replying sms, being whiny and stupid stuffs. Isabelle, 你真得很利害。

I love the 2nd sentence! And why 207 days? She told me at the beginning of the letter that "it's been 6 months and 24 days (207) days since we first became partners."

It's really a very simple and short letter but this is one letter that invokes many many memories in me everytime I read it. (:

I remember the longest sms she sent me was one that amounted to 4/5 messages. And on my birthday this year, she sent me a message early in the wee hours of the morning and then late at night, effectively wishing me twice at the beginning and ending respectively.

I love my partner! (:

Alright.

Do your homework everybody! One done is one less!

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