It's been ages. Been (TRYING) to study for finals but failing terribly; have completely no motivation to study at all. Been skipping lectures, tutorials.. It's really bad. I love my timetable this semester but I hate going to school. I really hate it. What's the point of learning Lagrange? Hessian Law, Taylor's formula.. I really don't get it. Had a mental breakdown in the recent month, got back on track, felt unsupported.. But that's all just part of life I guess.

Anyhow, on a lighter note, celebrated my birthday two weeks back. It was absolutely fantastic. Two days before my birthday, my family and I went to Marriott for high tea buffet. Well wasn't really high tea more like late lunch, but it was great. Haven't been to a buffet for quite awhile, and the spread was quite good.

Then, the eve of my birthday, we went to Marriott hotel to have buffet lunch, courtesy of his mum.

Ate like pigs, then went to his place to watch Crazy stupid love. Then I had to go back around 8 plus cause I had school the next day. When I was home, he took really long to reply my texts and it was kind of strange. Then one text came in and he asked if he could call me (why not baby?). When he did he asked me if it was going to rain at my house (?!). I said no, and he asked me to look toward the block facing the sea. So I walked to the balcony and no it still wasn't going to rain (-_- hahaha). Then he was like "where are you?! Look towards NTUC". I became suspicious but I was still looking at the sky and said it still wasn't going to rain. Then he said look at the car park, can you see someone waving at you? And I was so shocked but couldn't see anyone waving since it was so dark. Then I saw a white-shirted figure and was completely SHOCKED. OHHHHH MY GODDDD. He asked me to come down and I had to wash off my mask cream and rushed down. He was there, opening a plastic box with a slice of ice cream cake, just bought from Swensens. He pulled out a lighter, lit the candle and sang the birthday song.

While eating the ice cream cake we threw the dry ice into the water feature and watched it bubble and fog up. He came too with presents, I already knew what they were cause earlier in the day he let me look at them, on hindsight maybe it was to cheer me up after seeing me break one of his presents right in front of his face. I cannot believe how clumsy I am. Why on earth would I do something like that? I still feel so terrible but it's fixed at least, the better part of my presents is knowing that he went all around the island just to get them for me. Completely in shock, drowning in happiness, and with a dizzy head, I fell asleep. The day of my birthday, I had presentation. It was fun, never had a more fun presentation ever. After presentation, I skipped lecture (6pm to 8pm, come on, on my birthday?), and went to meet him. We stayed at his house for a bit (where his friend accidentally revealed that he got me balloons), then went to Anchorpoint to get some stuff my sister needed for her class barbecue. While queueing up to pay for the stuff, he went to collect my balloons. When it my my turn to pay I looked out of the supermarket and HOLY SHIT there was this giagantic balloon bouquet and pink lilies. OHHH MY GOD was all I could say, even the cashier was like :o Hahaha. We went back to the car and I had to sit in the back seat cause the balloons were too big and were going to block the entire view, so I had to hold them down. Reached my house, and I went to pass the stuff I got for my sister to her in the function room. Embarrassing that her entire class started to wish me "happy birthday" even though they didn't know me. Anyhowz went upstairs to a homecooked (my favourite kind of food) meal of mac & cheese, salad and chicken. Then of course, I couldn't miss out on the obligatory take-a-million-pictures-with-the-huge-bouquet-of-balloons-and-flowers.

Waited and waited and waited for my sister to come up just to cut the cake, and we did. It was nice cake. I don't know but for some reason cutting cake seems to be really important for me. Maybe it has got to do with my family forgetting my birthday one year, and didn't get me cake till I asked "where's my cake", but it has become really significant to me.

Anyway this is a pretty lengthy post, and I should be studying. Going to end off with WHY DO I KEEP DREAMING OF ZOMBIES?! It's getting more scary and more violent, and when I wake up I feel the fatigue of running away from them and hiding from them. This is not good, especially with finals coming up. I need to sleep. Since I'm on the topic of needs, I need a massage too.