Very bored.
And hungry.
T_T

Have you ever heard Alizee's Moi.. Lolita?
My memory somehow remembered the tune last night and I downloaded the song. Ah~ First time I heard it was in Nat's grandma's house in 2002.
She was all 'Oh! This song~ Guys, listen to it *puts volume up*, it's nice'

And that reminds me of our days in Form 2 and 3. We used to love performing dances, lol, and we found every opportunity to do so.
It was kinda nice, how we used Nat's grandma's house as our little studio (that little mirror by the wall was very useful) and we bummed around till it was time to go to school, watching MTV, chatting, eating and all that.
I'm quite surprised at how typical we were. At that time, I never thought of us as typical but now that I look back, we were typical. Typical for teens at that age. We watched MTV, loved boys, loved dressing up, loved make up, loved hanging out at malls, hugged each other for everything, squealed at favourite celebrities, hated school, constantly dreaming etc.
In school, I was constantly sleeping, SJ was constantly trying to get me out of trouble, Shari kept trying to get us to study a little more (and for me to stop liking Lance), and Nat was constantly doing maths no matter what subject we were having. We just kept doing stuff that we liked and not bothering. I kinda miss those days. We did so many things..
Buying french fries and Twisties back into class to eat cause our Form 2 math teacher always had her back to the class.
Us rushing our Geography homework cause our Form 3 Geography teacher was also the discipline teacher and always made us wash toilets.
Me walking out of science class everytime in Form 3 because we were supposed to do so if our homework isn't complete.
All four of us trying to hide our P.com nonsense by sticking them under our desks, tearing up unimportant 'seasons', hiding them in between textbooks etc.
SJ and I trying to get out of our Moral class (which was taught by our headmistress). While Nat and Shari always couldn't escape theirs cause their teacher was always on time, unlike ours who was always delayed due to school-y problems.
SJ climbing out the window on the third floor to retrieve books because our Form 3 math teacher threw Shari's science books out as punishment for Shari doing her science homework during math.
SJ and I lying to Nat and Shari so they'd get out of class and we could take a little peek at their 70 Goals in Life that was stuck in their folders only to have them come back and catch us.
Shari, Nat and I thinking up cheers and routines in class to contribute to our teams (while class is going on).
The three of us standing up for SJ whenever people spread rumours about her or ruin her relationships by cornering the girl and questioning her (with a subtle hint of threats).
The three of them hitting me over the head cause I'm being negative/not studying/liking Lance too much/emo-ing.
The three of us constantly bugging Nat to help us get a decent C in math cause we were all failing.
The three of us laughing at Shari's lack of spelling abilities (which I'm sure has improved ;))
The three of us trying to catch up with SJ's string of boyfriends, crushes and celebrity crushes.
Shari and SJ ganging up on me.
SJ and I comforting Shari after Nat ignored her in MidValley.
All four of us trying on all the clothes in MNG, Guess, Miss Selfridge, TopShop bla bla bla~

And when I think about the years that I've known them, it's funny. I met Nat on the day we registered for primary school. Barely 7 years old. I knew Shari when we were 11 but never liked her very much till we met again in Form 2 XD. Met SJ when we were 10 because she randomly chose me to complain about her brothers and we became best friends for 2 days in Standard 6 (12 years old) because we both fought with our best friends. LOL!

Lol~ And that was my memory speaking for today.
Only because there was nothing else to blog about and those two years in secondary school was probably the most fun.
After that, studies caught up, people moved on (we're still friends), and we grew up.
It sucks growing up.
Is there a cure for PeterPan Syndrome?

And Claireeey~ I still don't understand the privacy shit for the blog. What if I don't invite somebody but that somebody has a Blogger account? Will that still enable him/her to read my blog? *is very confused*