prom

okay so my birthday came and went, and its actually been a long time since i wrote anything. okay i'll be honest, i completely forgot about this site (until vish reminded me i gess). been hectic the past few weeks, and no not in the good way- workwise.
but end of year's coming, so's prom even though it seems ages away.. can't wait tho!! there was a lot of indecisive debate on whether or not i should go, but now i'm going.. damn i'm excited. i guess its just a girlie thing

Dogs

ever had to be in a bus with 4 little kids who sceram at each other and hysterically laugh constantly despite the confined space between them? now imagine this to and from school. yeah it sorta sucks. especially if one of them is a year 4 guy who finds great fun in describing sex scenes-- i do not want to think about how he's gonna be like if he grows a little older and starts getting the hormones of a teenager.
But from now on i have successfully named them after dogs: scruff, bark, woof and fluffy. the whole point of calling them dogs is to put them down, but the weird thing is the accept the names...hmm. gess wat i'm called? princess saskia (and soemtimes even princess sexy by the girl called fluffy) i mean how cool is that? i'm royalty and they're dogs.
still doesn't make up for the fact that now i can NEVER sleep on the bus again.

imagination

i always though it was an infinite source. but what i came to realise last night is that imagination in reality is finite, limited by our knowledge and understanding. For instance can you imagine a colour that doesn't exist in the spectrum?