Mango spammage

I've got 10 minutes to put my thoughts into words on my iPod keyboard so here goes:

Tuition later. Chinese tuition I don't even need.

Anyway, past few days have been fun, I guess

Vivace was pretty nice.

Except that I messed up my first performance by being going to the toilet. Don't ask. Or read my FB.


Next is that my dad just got... 19 mangoes for 28 bucks. Like dam cheap can?!

And I just ate one-and-a-half. *guilty, sweet-in-more-than-one-way smile*

Mmmmm mangoes.

One of my favourite foods.

Hm. 5 minutes left.


Msn convos with Cyrus and I always end up screwy nowadays.


Oh and coincidentally I live within walking distance of edith's house (3 bus stops, I think)

Which makes life much easier because we perpetually group together for project work. Yay

....why do I smell mangoes now?

-sniffs fingers-

Oh, right. Mmmmm.

The joy of eating with your hands~



I feel kinda bad now for attempting to squish my way back into a clique, but hey, it's not like they don't want me there. or maybe they're just too nice to tell me otherwise. (if you're reading this please do tell me? I won't mind, honestly.)

Oh well. 10 minutes. Ciao.