Chapter 175: Most things aren’t planned

They say failing to plan = planning to fail.

Sometimes, you get the best out of life when you don’t plan anything. The spontaneity of life is what makes us want to live in it more- through it’s vicissitudes, what do you gain? You get your share of a plastic bag of bullshit, but doled out with it you get a glittered box of romanticism, literature and relationships.

Friday marked the end of Funfestique, triton was last! Hurray! and I mean hurray in the most sincere way possible. I won’t say the positions of the other houses because the captains wanted it as a surprise. Anyway, although with the end of Funfestique comes the deterioration of relationships, saddened faces, tears and tired minds, I wouldn’t give the world not to have the event.

And, truthfully, in the word of Schroeder in the show “Accepted”: I’d rather be the first generation of triton captain not to have won funfestique rather than the third consecutive to have won it.–> put into context

Thank god, L was there to call. And you on the phone sobbing + L on the phone consoling = ace counselling

I didn’t do anything yesterday, not going to do anything today so…that just means that there’s 35 days to promos.

That sounds better doesn’t it? E.L always mentions how many weeks and it sounds like a long time but looky looky, it’s only 35 days. How appropriate.