Tuesday, November 22
Omg I dreamt about school(SJC!) last night.
Omg I miss school so damnfuckingbloody much.
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We had 9(0_0) floors.
The labs were on the 6th floor.
Don't ask me what were on the first three floors.
And someone got her hand stuck in a catcus.
And some people told A Low off!
Something about "We don't like you cause you're bitchy so piss off."
-Grins-
Oh gosh I miss secondary school.
Even though it was only last-night's-dream-secondary-school.
Jurong Sec match later.
Minah's secondary school.
My gosh I miss secondary school.
This may never start
I'll tear us apart
Can I be your enemy
Losing half a year
Waiting for you here
I'd be your anything
So get back, back, back to where we lasted
Just like I imagine
I could never feel this way
So get back, back, back to the disaster
My heart's beating faster
Holding on to feel the same
Monday, November 21
Kiat wants me to blog about her.
I wo(she hit me with her phone!! pain)n't.
Ha!
This morning, I hobbled into the train headed towards Redhill at Outram,
And the train smelled of pee.
Eww.
Gosh, feeling hungry now.
Rushed through today's Computing presentation and worksheet.
We're up next..
Gonna try to smoke our way through.
See how it goes then.
Cheerio!
From Joanna, (dedicated to Kiat by Char)
"Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak."
Sunday, November 20
-step, hobble(oww) step, hobble(oww) step, hobble(oww!) -
That's how I've been getting around this weekend.
Thanks to a sprained ankle.
-_-"
The result of being careless on court.
Endless bouts of hobbling and a flash of pain here and there and like every-damn-where.
Mum and sis are overseas this weekend,
So it's basically me and the tv (and sometimes dad).
Had myself a 10+ hour O.C. marathon last night.
Watch the episodes till like two am.
Ha!
Ryan looks so Newport now.
=/
I miss the rugged ragged Ryan Atwood.
Ahh well.. Good things never last.
Latte's just gone home..
Aww.. Gonna miss the little guy.
He's like a warm, overgrown soft-toy bunny.
When you carry him he just looks at you with his big, brown, soft eyes and you heart will melt.
I'm serious.
People who can't stand rabbits actually want to pet him and carry him.
Hahaha..
Latte, the little casanova.
Charms all the furry girls.
Hahahahaha..
Was supposed to volunteer with ASD at Centrepoint today but couldn't cause I couldn't stand proper.
And I'll have to bloody walk from Redhill to school tomorrow.
Aye..
All feli's fault.
She wanted to cripple me the other day.
Mean-o.
Ps: There's an event next sat and sun at Taka.
It's a really big event from 10am to 10pm.
Although noone will, do stop by if you can.
Cheers.
Wednesday, November 16
There's a funny smell hanging in the air.
-Sniffs-
Mmm.. Dough cooking + dough burnt + fart.
-_0"
I've skipped school one time too many.
Have to buck up.
Maybe should ask ***** to meet me for lunch or something.
That oughta get me more hyped bout going to school.
-Grins-
Being broke isn't really that bad after all.
I have more "char time" now and I'm using it to the max.
Mummy was so nice.
She went, "You're broke ah? Dead broke? Ok la I give you 10 dollars. Don't want? Why? I give you 8 dollars then? Take la if not how you survive? You sure anot? So skinny already then still starve yourself. If you need the money then just ask me ah? Ok."
I think she's secretly pleased to see me at home for dinner.
And I'm there to do the dishes and chores too.
Bhahahaha..
I love little Jen.
She's so clever and she attempted to eat Fanrix [Brenda's dog].
Mmm yumyummy yorkie.
And because kiat said she wanted something bout herself in this entry,
bim·bo [bímbō]
n (slang)
1. an offensive term that deliberately insults a woman's intelligence while implying that she is good-looking
2. an offensive term for a man or woman who is regarded as being unintelligent or superficial
Whoops! Did I just let out you big secret kiat? :p
For those who need specs or magnifying glasses to see what's written on the picture, it's "Ahh love.."
BitBit's the brown one and little Creme's the brown/gray and white girl. :)
Friday, November 11
I've lost all reason.
I've stopped caring.
That's good,
Isn't it?
Maybe perhaps probably
Most likely.
No more motivation.
Nine days so far.
Goodbye grades.
Heil Hitler.
Friday, November 4
My gosh..
Your entry brought me to tears.
It's been so long.. Too long for me to cry over it again.
But still..
I'm not totally sure that it's bout me.
I may be misinterpriting the whole thing.
But it makes me sad.
Makes me think.
Of the times we had.
The good, the bad, and the heartbreaking.
Sometimes I wish that things would've worked out.
But it's of long ago, over and done with.
And you're happy now.
And we're still friends.
So I guess the feelings end.
Somehow sometimes, I still wish you didn't go.
I'm sorry.
Please know this:
You could never be "not good enough" for me
And this song will always be for you.
So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I'm here to stay
Love can be so boring
Nothing's quite the same now
I just say your name now
But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You don't want me back
You're just the best I ever had
So you stole my world
Now I'm just a phony
Remembering the girl
Leaves me down and lonely
Send it in a letter
Make yourself feel better
But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You don't need me back
You're just the best I ever had
And it may take some time to
Patch me up inside
But I can't take it so I
Run away and hide
And I may find in time that
You were always right
You're always right
So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I'm here to stay
Love can be so boring
What was it you wanted?
Could it be I'm haunted?
But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
I don't want you back
You're just the best I ever had
The best I ever had
Best I ever...