one bite, two bites...stupid mozzies.

Mosquitoes have been having parties in my room for the past weeks, maybe months. They are flying everywhere, as if teasing me to kill them. No, they want me to kill them. Every night before i go to bed, i would spend about 15 minutes to half an hour, making sure i kill every single one of them. It has become a ritual for me. I switch off my lights and leave only my table lamp on, so with the directed light, it is easier to target them. I don't know if it's the bloods they suck or they're growing brains, it's getting harder and harder to get them. Ish. Die you!

On another note, i really need to start revising everything that i have learnt in Uni so far. I don't want to repeat the same mistakes i have done in studies for the past 10 years. That is if, i have enough discipline to do so, and not procrastinate in the end. If not, there goes my aim of a first-class honours degree. Lol. I have to, i have to, i have to get disciplined!

Oh help me.

I went for my second yoga class today. I must say, after 3 years of no ballet, it feels really good to be able to stretch and bend like i used to. I miss my ballet lessons. Most of all, i miss my ballet teacher, and my balletmates. I could recall vividly how we would use to stop in the middle of lessons and just sit around and talk to each other. We would talk about everything. From my teacher's family lives to our teenage dramas, it never fails to amaze me, how all of us from different backgrounds and of different age, could come together and mix so perfectly. Sometimes before i fall asleep, i'd think back about those times and get all nostalgic about it. I would love very much to dance ballet with them again.