no, not you. you. yeah thats right. you. haha.
On two matter at hand today. which span across two days. which as i type we slowly expand to more matters and, subsequently more days. sigh. I talked slow. and i rocked! yes! i wasnt aggresive. i wasnt pushy. i was natural. and it rocked. haha. it only i can keep it up tomorrow for my O levels. haha. time flies. sweet sweet time. but not just for that. i plan tot alk like that in all that i do from now on. my mom commented that i spoke like my bro.
which left me.... "uh huh...."
english gcp today... which was basically wasting time downstairs with the eldds boys. yeahs. mrs leslie took photo with us in the end. but she looked the class! which meant running around looking for copral tan and the master key, to get my bag and blazer and scout U. sigh. so in case you have not figured out by now, today was photo tkaing day. for most of the ccas. except cricket. which me and kyle missed. haha. oh wells. thats past. sigh.
national day night i went boreders and got me two cds. yay. haha. ben jelen and swiss army romance by DC. is really nice. yeah. missed the firworks though. heard it was really sweet. alas. there is always next year. sigh.
wednesday! so anyways, i woke up. met up with the kylenator, and we made our way to city hall where we met jasvir, shank**(cause i still dont know how to spell his name) and ben mao. and de wei. and you know.. the rest. haha. was listening to swiss army romance on my discman. so one hour later. we were still walking to esplanade, taking random pictures and wasting alot of time. so much for studying. ahha. an di was getting hungry. so i left the esplanade roof garden and met dora and berna at BK. and no, i didnt have lunch there. haha. dam queue. so after a short while there, i re-united with kyle and we went to alex's birthday. haha. dam funny. wqe watched kill bill and jackass. fought with water bombs. ate pizza, chicken, and stuff. played on his ps. and yeah i went home. with kyle again. i really owe him alot fer all the cab rides. yeahs. i realise add maths sucks.. totally. thursday morning was cool. sigh. thursday. one day away from english orals. two days from national day. something was in the air in thursday. and it pissed me off. sigh. photo shoots and akll. chem lab and all. rnning bakc and forth. changing from one unifrom to another. brekaing into one classroom to coming late for another,a nd going for lunch during e maths GCP and not doing add maths homework, and borrowing ivan reddy's and dannel george's shoes, and talking crap witht he eldds boys to perfecting the art of talking slowly with ,mrs leslie... it was good. yet not right. sigh. i dunno. yesterday night was a total bummer. went with my parents to top uop my ez link card. and bloody hell. ended up eating there, goingt shopping at guardian and popular and who knows where. i WANTED to go HOME. waaah. was dam frustrating. to think all that for some dumb ez link card. that spoiled my night basically. and that brings us to fridaaay. sigh...
English orals. if i could keep up the performance i did last night, which my mom deemed worthy of comparing me to my brother, it was in the bag for me. full marks...
oooh, please, be true. and they did say good. that has to count for soemthing. sigh. i can only pray now. so much homework to do. and considering the fact i knocked of early last night, that didnt help. man. tonight there is some play by sharon's TPJC grop. which im not going fro. as well as priscilla'kka birthday. ill write her the letter. and my sister will make it. we make a great team in terms of home made presents. haha. anyways tomorrow is the friend's party. yay.which means all the cousins will be going. sweet. thinking of priscilla'kka i remember some advise she gave m once. When you meet a girl, you tell her she looks good on the day itself. not a day or two later. nope. its apparently very annoying. haha. and i am very often guilty of that. sigh. mayb i should do that next time. tomorrow is my piano class.. sweet. finally too. afte rll my practise.i need an audience.
running.
Your love to who, is like violets are blue?
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