Warm, yellow sunlight. Thick and honeyed, like the maple syrup Tsu once gave you during recess that you poured into your mango tea. Mmm...

Still air that you don't notice you're breathing. The teacher's voice carries well; ironic that you don't have to listen. It's Physics or some such after all. You scribble on.

Tyrone's opinion of 'dreams', life is insubstantial. Cross ref 'ghost within a ghost' img and Dowson's 'misty dream'.

The brightness throws you into that super conscious state you get when you've a fever; or drunk (sometimes you can't tell the difference). The surroundings make you fully aware of their presence. Scribble scribble.

Warm air parcels rising makes air instability, common in weather typical of Singapore.

You're starting to get fond of the shelter-pavillion thing just outside your class. You feel safe there, on the margin. Until it rains, that is.
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So. Cookie selling for international friendship day may not have gone so smoothly but our objectives were met. Nearly a thousand dollars raised, woot. Talking to strangers for orders wasn't all that bad. Well, except for the ones that gave not much of a reaction and just stared.

We'd left the butter cookie storage box in the corner. It's been weeks since anyone's shifted it. Interestingly, Bob found termites under the thing yesterday, after he toppled it over (as is a boy's fashion). They're rather cute, except for that mindless -insectish- sound they make when in a mass. The termites, not boys. Actually, boys too I guess. Sorry dear.

For once, I got gold for the physical fitness test. First in forever, even since primary school. I've found that running long distance (ie the 2.4) isn't all that bad, when you don't think about it. For example, don't imagine that you're running from Brill to Silverpine, that's just depressing. You monitor your breathing and pace, but that's it. The thing is just don't -think-. But that's just my opinion.

And to all those who gave a damn after my last post: thanks. It means alot. But I'm fine now, there's nothing approaching the edge of my annoying person/whatever tolerance threshold at the moment, that I've to compensate for. And I've gotten over the whole social disadvantage thing.

Thank you, thank you so much.