i stood there, waiting for a little source of encouragement, nahs, i guess not much can be done anyway. its been a really fruitful day of gymming, ok biceps hurts, i hope it aches tomorrow. HURHUR. thennn had nightstudy, i was so unprepared la, dont know what to focus on and did a little bit of everything and touch up on certain topics. thanks binni a kazillion loads for the seating. <3


today was super tiring, it was so boring actually, it was almost impossible to maintain full concentration of intense 6 hrs of lessons. no, its like secondary school and i was labelled a pig or sleeping beauty back then, well this explains my stupidity and reason why i retained.

talking abt retain, who cares la, why judge me about it man, i made a choice to, and though i thought i should have just went up to sec 4, well i dont know what made me stayed back but i did, and well, maybe i shuld be happy for it.


TWITTER DAY ENDED WITH A KICK FROM BROTHER PAUL it was aaron's twitter day and he wore yellow socks with shoe and bright orange and green laces. YAY! so silly la. but well, i had to cheer myself up in something, well i wont touch on why im getting so "emo" but well, YES, i feeel silly and happy. twitter day is over. bro paul had to kick me in the butt one time, harhar, he almost confiscated my shoes. lucky i got my sports shoe with me. =D


STUPID HISTORY LARRRR. im clueless on this topic, and i cant seem to get my work on, howhowhowhowhow. gorby, u suck. i chose not to learn u in o levels. and u din came out, rejoice i was but now, im suffering. im so clueless but the linking of pts and understanding of this part of the topic. goshhh. the dry ASEAN stuff is so much easierrrr. shit.




i came and i saw what i wanted to see,
maybe it was time i shouldnt see anymore,
and let go of everything,
maybe this way, i'll feel happier.

it seems that i have to wait a long time,
in hope that i will find happiness again,
it seems when i wanna run away for long,
i'll just be dragged back once more.

i could hear the chattering,
and the passes of glee and smiles,
but our bodies are just mere instruments,
to fulfill our hearts content.

we read each other like a book,
in which we never understood a single story,
and we take another look deeper,
never we found it boring.

but we just see what we see like this,
and thats what the book has to say,
a title, signed off your body,
your words aint read sorry.

so i chose to be blind and deaf,
and you to limit yourself,
cleverly we disguise our trueselves,
in pages meant to be history.

happy ending happy ending,
our expectations are ever flourishing,
but what about desolation felt after mourning,
could u leave me in solace.

speak your mind to me,
because ure my story,
and i'll keep writing it,
till death bring its glory.

i love you,
yes, i do.



mother nature is damn *******. pffft. hot cold hot cold. now im getting a flu... and it aint funny! dad is like sick too. poor him. hope he gets well soon. and for now, im off to chiong history and got stuuupid remedial in the morning. guess its little sleep. but i'll be sleeping somewhere in school tomorrow. gonna find a nice spot. harhar! good nights!




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breaking free to something new. =)