Robot factory.

I caved in and got myself a Facebook account, which I don't have a clue on how to use.
I is be a loser, I is be have no friends.

But in REAL life, I am happy [and relieved] to say that I DO have friends [albeit a rather paltry amount].
I've been faffing around the office with Nic, Elmy and JT [yay], and tomorrow I'm meeting the kids.
It seems like I haven't seen them in ages. Va is busy with her OG and the general getting-used-to-VJ thing, Clara & NSN with their overdue assignments and the general freaking-out-now-that-I-am-in-J2 thing, Bryant with his I-am-graduating-from-poly thing, and Beat with exams I think?
I don't know what the plan is tomorrow but I know it would involve sitting/flailing/rolling around, the Esplanade [maybe], and screaming/laughing. And a conversation of sorts [about ahemsex?]
Yay, I am excited. We always get up to the same nonsense, but I never grow bored of it.

I'm rather apprehensive about school starting up again, and in the crush of thousands of people, I'll have to find someone, anyone, who shares the same interests as I do?
Well, I can envision myself friend-less for the few months of poly.
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I have nothing but frivolous things to blog about but that's okay.
I am sixteen and therefore I should be crazy, hormonal and extremely self-absorbed.

I realised that I haven't been to a proper show in agesss, so on the nineteenth we're trooping down to Clementi for Ngee Ann Poly's open house [MY FUTURE SCHOOL??] to catch Plainsunset, Caracal, West Grand, Great Spy Experiment I think?
And on the twentysixth we shall go for FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS - SECOND INCARNATION. WHEEE!
[Oh btw, on the twentyfifth we get our O level results, or so I heard? And on the twentysixth itself, I'm sitting for my SATs. !!!]

I need to drag my ass to the gym.

Anyway, I met this girl, Nicole, yesterday. She goes to Boston College, her major is Photography.
When I visit the grandparents in march, she's going to take me around, to see the sights, and soak in the Boston-ness.

It's lovely how everyone is connected in some way, but sometimes it's rather suffocating and scary don't you think?
We can never really get away.