THE SCARIEST THING EVER just happened.
The mirror in my bathroom just fell off the freaking wall, and broke into a million pieces!!!
It was SO LOUD, and .. seven years of bad luck?
Was on the phone with Daph while it happened, and she told me some dialect thingy to say to the mirror to ward off the bad luck or something...
I'm not superstitious, but still. SCARY, having a million pieces of mirror all over your bathroom.
And now my mom's having my maid put on gloves and slippers and go in and clean up the mirror.
And now I won't have a mirror to look at in the morning! :(
(Daph says that should be the least of my worries.)
Might be an opportunity to get a bigger mirror, though. (Always the optimist.)

Today I blueslipped home really early, at 12. Was sick.. of school. Very very tired, and the thought of having to stay through another 5 hours of school was painful. So I faked a stomach flu, and skipped off home. And Vivien decided to pon math lecture and come home with me, and she had lunch and we lazed around and watched Gilmore Girls until 1, and then she went back to school.

And I fell asleep sometime after 2, and woke up at 615. Got interrupted twice, though. First Grace asking me for my locker combination as Kitson had asked me to put the GP notes in there and they needed them for GP, which I was missing. And then Elise Tan asking me to collect travel insurance stuff from her, which I had to get Ruth to do instead.
However, sleep was all-in-all good.

And I just remembered that this afternoon, I somehow pushed a glass thing off my table and it broke, and now my mirror's broken!!!
Maybe I should get superstitious right about now, and start saying my "vegetarian prayers". And stop stealing chicken rice from people.
This is freaky.