now i have ONE day to finish my public law essay.
FREAAAAK.
before i go off and tear out all my hair (which i suspect would be a great relief to collen and mich rose and everyone who got whacked in the face by various strands of it tonight heehee) i shall do a blatant advert:
IF YOU'RE A GUY OR HAVE GUY FRIENDS OR ANYONE REMOTELY POSSIBLY MALE IN YOUR LIFE, go to whathewants to buy presents for them! be nice it will give you good karma. and if you're buying it for yourself well then you get a treat.
just be sure to go to the suntec outlet, not the cathay one, and look for the meekest most demure salesperson who is wearing the least makeup and has korean-ish curls in her hair (read: big curls at the ends and nothing on top). THEN buy from her.
if in doubt, just say "oh, look, EDISON CHEN". alternatively, if you're a jap fan, "hey isn't that IKUTA TOMA".
the salesperson who gets whiplash from turning her head around too quickly-- yeah, that's the one. buy from her.
good karma good karma!
HEE.
and last but not least: I HEART BLAST. a lot! :D:D LOVED the choreo today although i totally couldn't do it. and the scratch on my arm has swelled to an open-lipped welt. scarily bloody still :(:(:(