chasing the memories.
corpse bride, 'memory' by sugarcult, 'hands down' by dasboard confessional.
hmm.all the O lvl / W.A kinda stuuffs.
stuuffs tat i've left so far behind and moved into my new MCM life.
when im obsessed with only MCM and ntg else.
the people, the assignments, and the lifestyle.
im more of a slacker then i've ever been, chill out like no one's business.
every chillout session came with the excuse of me wanting to KNOW MY MATES BETTER.
hahas, sometimes, im such a good liar i even manage to bluff myself.
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MY CLASS
( written by a girl with the mindset of a primary three kid, mind you, vocab is limited, grammer is only 'passable', but the content, sweet and simple.)
Everyday i go to school to have fun with all my friends. We eat together, laugh together and carry out heavy backpacks home togeether at the end of the day. i always pray that i'll never fall sick, this is because i want to be able to go to school and see all my friends! i like to feel happy, and i always feel that way when i'm in school.
My mother often tells me that homewwork is very important, and that i can only play after i have finished my homework. But in school, i play all the time. i hopee my mummy wwill never find out, because i wan to be the 'good' kid forever. and anyway, sometimes the teacher does not givee mee homework, so i can play all i want.
sometimes i feel sad when i dont do well for my test. Mummy does not scold me because she thinks i've tried my best. i feel quite bad about it. The teachers always encourage us to do better, im thinking, why dont i fail a couple of tests first? after awhile, when i start to pass again, i'll be her best student! i mightt even get the improvement award, which also includes a fifty dollars bank voucher,
* oh boy, the P3 kid decided that she got bored with writing an ungraded essay with no outline to follow.HAHAS.
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i hate it when things get worst, like when we reach a peak, it all falls down after that.
i hate that kinda feeling, i hate it when my luck runs out.
i hate my IS class, the people there are so arrogant.
like typical masscomm students, they'll die without a good debate? i say..i'll kick ur bloody ass, get out of my face.
and as libing says: get a life, cos life is nowhere near u.
i hate lookng sloppy, like how i did today, big tee and boardshorts, thinking i had volleyball.
i hate the weather tats goes ' im 37 degrees today, humid and im not gonna rain for u losers, im so hot i can barely feel myself.OOH.'
i hate the thought of a socpsy journal.
but oh well, i better start being positive, becos U ARE WAT U SAY U ARE.hehes
my brother is a winner, a pro, my happiness, my trophy to show the world.
im proud of my lil bro!
im hoping his dreams will be fulfilled, all the way bro.=)
enough of this insanity.
dinner and socpsy is calling out for me.
take care dudette.
