Since I've finally met you, I don't think I can write anything.
Because everything about you, will be beautifully unexplainable.
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Omg yes, I know. I have't update for a few decades. Life has been absolutely crazy for me. I find myself staring at my organiser for minutes, wondering how i'm gonna handle everything. Things clash everyday, and no one's happy because I've got to be at 3 places at the same time doing equally important things.

Ah yes. Life is wonderful.

People have asked me if I regret joining council, but I've always said no. It seems rather crazy, I know, but I do love the councillors, and I love the job. I don't regret joining council. (Not yet, anyway.)

I joined council because since the time I first entered the school, they've left a lasting impression in my mind. The councillors, they just have this air about them. Like they're capable, independent, responsible and able. I see them alone alot, like, hurrying to do their next duty. I see them so so tired, and I see them so  worn out, but yet, they're so alive. They're able to have so much fun despite the stuff they go through. They take so much joy and pride in serving people, even though they're critisised all the time. I want to be like them. 

I know that I don't exactly look like council-material, or whatever. I know I'm not perfect, I know I don't really resemble some of the other councillors, but hey. I'm me. I'm learning, slowly, how to be the best I can be. I've learnt so much already, through the campaigning, elections, through the elects' camp, through the smaller projects. I'm actually proud to be part of this wonderful group of people. They're inspiring.



Oh yes! Luke read my mind today. He described my dream home to me.
Luke: "And roses and brambles and creeping blueberry vines snaking along the terracotta brick wall, Green ivy and moss caressing the brick red masonry. And if only S'pore was cold, a little cosy fireplace, with a cute little hearth and a dainty chimney. The tea room, with fresh scones and butter and strawberry jam and goat's milk and canapes, cottage cheese and garden salad with olive oil."
Me: "A chandelier, crystal, hanging right above a chestnut table with engravings. And a family, with alot of love."
Luke: "Ornate, intricately carved vintage table. Walls with curtains at the windows which reflect all the mirth and joy of the room around the cottage. The sighing'uv the rhodendrons and the laughter of the tulips and the golden cocker spaniel near the fireplace, sighing in contentment.
All is right in the world.
Me: "My description's never gonna be as good as yours, but yes; that is my dream house."

Aaand! We have officially formed the O.C. four! Cara is Summer, Luke is Ryan, Ash is Seth and I am Marissa. We're gonna have a camwhoring session/O.C. outing during the hols. I can't wait!

Yes, life is wonderful.
(Note the deliberate missing-out of ass week.)