EVER AFTER,

brought a new life to an age-old legend that made me believe

in the strongest magic of all: the power of the human heart.

we sat in the hall, an oven perhaps, for solid hours.

pure torture, really.

if they call sitting on my aching ass all day listening to countless meaningless talks like how greenhouse gases are contributing to the heat on earth post exams activities

i would rather have exams,

im not kidding.

'wake up, this is not your bed room',

yea sure,

try what we were going through man, see if youre able to stay awake.

maybe the attendance today will serve as a feedback,

save some time for doing up surveys lah huh.

exactly 10 people gave school a miss,

more from other classes,

& i would if i could.

what you believe,

is what you want.

what you want,

is what you do.

what you do,

is what you get.

anyway! welcome back aching butts&arms&legs, what have you.

good day!