I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored...
This is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd...
Yeah. I think you get the message all right. I dunno y, dun ask me, I just wanted to add another post today. This is boring. Forgot I was staying back today, no money for lunch (bawl!), but nvm. I've got my handy dandy, savings!
This is soooooo wierd. I just remembered.
YT and I did not even have the tiniest little tift on Friday during S.S.! 8)
(S.S. meaning Social Studies, not Sean Seet, anyway, he's not a time. SEE? MR GROSSE! I LEARNT SOMETHING AFTERALL! EVEN WHEN I'M DOODLING IN CLASSES (according to Nick)! YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!!) =D
We did not even disagree on anything during the whole of the S.S. period!!!
Not that I'm happy, not that I'm suprised, she just needed to impress a certain someone...
If the certain someone is reading, HE (yea, it's a he) will know. XD
I will not disclose personal information, nanana.
And I'm very bored. If I'm not, you have permission to kill me.
I'm gonna die under the humongus (sp? FINE, I DID NOT LEARN SPELLING IN MR GROSSE'S CLASSES, HAPPY?) pile of homework that I can almost swear (we Christians r not supposed to swear) that is as large as Mt. Olympus itself (psst, if you dunno what mountain that is, it's the tallest mountain in this universe, 8 times the height of Mt. Everest and it is located on Mars (not Mars bars)).
I've finished 2 subjects. Now I'm attacking Science.
Actually, I've done 3/4 of the Science ws and revision paper already. X)
But I'm still not happy, no no no.
2 full Chinese revision papers are still waiting for me. Compo, compre and all. XP
I'm thinking of doing them tomorrow, how does that sound?
Pretty wonderful to my ears...
and my hands, and my brain, and my eyes and, well, you get the idea. =9
In the end, I ended up crawling on my dignity, but I will not think about what I've done. Nope. Even if I have to get a papercut and need a plaster, I am still one step closer to my destination: making my teachers faint. x). Every thing is from the inside, nothing I write here is fake. So what if the teachers threaten me with their sharp knife points of authority? Now I see teachers in a different light, I feel that they are there just to disagree with you, I want to runaway from life, all by myself. I want to go to a place the Untitiled. I want to find a place for my head to roam free, no boundaries... I hope I will be forgotten. The teachers itch with anger when I'm around, I just hope that going away will be a cure for the itch. They keep on pushing me away. There must be somewhere I belong, where people will say don't go instead of don't stay. I hate lying from you. I want to be near you, the only person who knows me. I want to hit the floor, to make it easier to run. No one would care if I am breaking the habit of listening. I've become numb to others. Nobody's listning. I will take my chance now. The session's over. I sold my soul to you, mama. I'm going to step up. For myself. I don't want to sit another carousel of life anymore. Part of me is gone. And one of them is love. Beware of me. High voltage of anger is surging through me. Dedicated to you, my December, best time of the year. If there is one thing I cannot do, that is opening up. But I've done it. Now nothing is impossible.
How do you like that passage? it conatins that names of all (if not most) of the songs by Linkin Park. I. AM. LINKIN. PARK. CRAZY.
This is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd, this is wierd...
Yeah. I think you get the message all right. I dunno y, dun ask me, I just wanted to add another post today. This is boring. Forgot I was staying back today, no money for lunch (bawl!), but nvm. I've got my handy dandy, savings!
This is soooooo wierd. I just remembered.
YT and I did not even have the tiniest little tift on Friday during S.S.! 8)
(S.S. meaning Social Studies, not Sean Seet, anyway, he's not a time. SEE? MR GROSSE! I LEARNT SOMETHING AFTERALL! EVEN WHEN I'M DOODLING IN CLASSES (according to Nick)! YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!!) =D
We did not even disagree on anything during the whole of the S.S. period!!!
Not that I'm happy, not that I'm suprised, she just needed to impress a certain someone...
If the certain someone is reading, HE (yea, it's a he) will know. XD
I will not disclose personal information, nanana.
And I'm very bored. If I'm not, you have permission to kill me.
I'm gonna die under the humongus (sp? FINE, I DID NOT LEARN SPELLING IN MR GROSSE'S CLASSES, HAPPY?) pile of homework that I can almost swear (we Christians r not supposed to swear) that is as large as Mt. Olympus itself (psst, if you dunno what mountain that is, it's the tallest mountain in this universe, 8 times the height of Mt. Everest and it is located on Mars (not Mars bars)).
I've finished 2 subjects. Now I'm attacking Science.
Actually, I've done 3/4 of the Science ws and revision paper already. X)
But I'm still not happy, no no no.
2 full Chinese revision papers are still waiting for me. Compo, compre and all. XP
I'm thinking of doing them tomorrow, how does that sound?
Pretty wonderful to my ears...
and my hands, and my brain, and my eyes and, well, you get the idea. =9
In the end, I ended up crawling on my dignity, but I will not think about what I've done. Nope. Even if I have to get a papercut and need a plaster, I am still one step closer to my destination: making my teachers faint. x). Every thing is from the inside, nothing I write here is fake. So what if the teachers threaten me with their sharp knife points of authority? Now I see teachers in a different light, I feel that they are there just to disagree with you, I want to runaway from life, all by myself. I want to go to a place the Untitiled. I want to find a place for my head to roam free, no boundaries... I hope I will be forgotten. The teachers itch with anger when I'm around, I just hope that going away will be a cure for the itch. They keep on pushing me away. There must be somewhere I belong, where people will say don't go instead of don't stay. I hate lying from you. I want to be near you, the only person who knows me. I want to hit the floor, to make it easier to run. No one would care if I am breaking the habit of listening. I've become numb to others. Nobody's listning. I will take my chance now. The session's over. I sold my soul to you, mama. I'm going to step up. For myself. I don't want to sit another carousel of life anymore. Part of me is gone. And one of them is love. Beware of me. High voltage of anger is surging through me. Dedicated to you, my December, best time of the year. If there is one thing I cannot do, that is opening up. But I've done it. Now nothing is impossible.
How do you like that passage? it conatins that names of all (if not most) of the songs by Linkin Park. I. AM. LINKIN. PARK. CRAZY.
