WE JUST DID AN AWESOME JOB OF NOT DYING"

- John Green, Let It Snow: 3 Holiday Stories

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So the wave has crashed, and we're all starfished on the beach.

We have learnt that there is no restful lull after the plunge.

We have been holding our breath since the start of this year, and we have found out that we'll have to hold it till the end of next year. And then there will be a deep breath, and then it shall be straaaight on to Uni-- second star to the right, and study straight on till morning!

No exhaling. Just keep breathing.

We all watched Enchanted for GP today. 

It was amazing. There's just something about Disney that makes you want to believe in pixiedust, and magic, and Christmas. 

Like Lisa said-- it was just...feel-good. You can't watch it and NOT smile. Elderly men with yellow flowers for their elderly sweethearts. And mass singing in the park. And pastel tulle skirts made of curtains. And-- of course-- happily ever after.

It makes me a little sad, though.

It's been a while since I've believed in that. 

I'd like to. I really would. But somehow something always stops me somewhere before I reach the middle and says...no.

It was nice, though. Laughing over Amrit's shoulder at the Evil Queen (Amrit: "...I love that biatch!") and feeling a little bittersweet looking over at Lisa, and all three of us smiling fondly at Ily; who was just completely oblivious and had her darling little chin propped up on one hand and was watching the screen, absolutely enraptured, with her mouth half open. 

I may not believe in happily ever after but I do believe in happy. 

My little sister's having her birthday party atm, so the house is currently overrun by hyperactive little girls who are truly to be feared. I have never heard such blatant misuse of the words "totally" and "emigash".

Josh- you're free to come over for dinner, if you want. ;)

...I kid. And now you're going to ask me to take this off my blog because I KNOW YOU, PADAWAN.

And no, they won't stah stah you for this.

Please don't ask me to take ^that off too.

You're safe and we love you; and as Top Geog Student you have Immunity.

Spent Free Period (...okay, in our defense, we THOUGHT it was free period. Honest. ): ) in Bytz with Ren Jean.

It's been a while, PaperPlane! You so Nerdalicious, it's like the Geeks Get The Girls. I'll get a Tattoo if you come with me on the Grey Escape.

Quoted from her blog [with her comments in bracketz]  :

" P-R-T-T-Y

Haven’t spent time with The Neo in a while.

And here’s the ditzy I’ve been missing.

Cara:  *Signs into Gmail in Bytes*

*Turns to say something to me*

-20 seconds later-

*Looks back at screen* 

*panic* 

HEY WHY’S MY ACCOUNT SIGNED ON?!?!

…ohyea. I signed on.

(No, people don’t stalk you to that extent. Or maybe they do. coughEr,I’mJoecough)

Cara: *In a fit of anger* Nyyeeeehhhhhhhhhh!

(Elvish for……I’m a princess?)

Yea I know, my blog misses your quotes too :)"

...Okay, for one...no. Joe doesn't stalk me. Because they don't have computers/technology/electricity where he lives.

And for two-- I'm not a ditzy, dammit.

I'm an ELVISH PRINCESS.

PW has been tiring, to say the least.

Many sessions in school and Coffee Bean spent editing our WR. Many bloodshot eyes. Much tiredness. Many typos.

Cases in question...

Wenjia: *types out, while Cara dictates verbally* "...It is the responsibility of China's MOE to provoid..."

Cara: *peeks over shoulder*

*points*

...It's spelt "provide", darling. I know my pronounciation's weird as, but still.

And Xuyang was so tired that he spelt "Mr Menon" as "Mt Menon".

Fortunately we spotted that- else a certain somebody might be facing suspiciously raised NAPFA standards, next year.

...argh LITTLE GIRLS HAVE INVADED MY ROOOOOMMMM.

And they've brought in the puppy and a veritable Kilimanjaro of fluffy sleeping bags and they're gossiping about boiz, oh Lawd, why're they gossiping about boiz no more importantly why is my SISTER gossiping about boiz didn't she just graduate from diapers??

Okay, must go now.

Time to defend the Motherland.