Suffering from withdrawal symptoms. I sniff and stare longingly at 1b and 13b, and since that's not very possible cause I'm sitting at home, I shall sniff and stare longingly in the direction of dairy farm. Except I can't really see it. There's a forest in the way, with a NS camp. Which is the reason why I used to see stinky guys in uniforms running past back in sec 3 and 4 when waiting with toady at the bus stop. And beyond that there's the hdb blocks, and you can't see at night, but there're three red and white pillars that support fireballs that flicker in the dark of the night when the oil refineries are working. It's super cloudy, and the edges of the clouds remind me of candy floss, except that they're greyed at the bottom, and some inner romantic wants me to be maudlin and say that's due to the promise of rain. We walked back to school in that weather, or at least until it started pouring viciously on us.

Let's do the walk back to school again another day.

My hair looks damn puffy. Like a fishball. Zomg. Ball. Hehe