Mood Swings. Ugh. Nah. Not me.

Oh yeah, I'm really trying to be a good girl here.
No Cursing
Less Cursing




I don't really know why I'm blogging right now. I have Physics worksheet that I ought to have done last week; Chemistry homework that I had no idea was this long that is due tomorrow; Chemistry test on chapter7 that I just realised I haven't completely understood yet, thanks to this new pratice teacher who can so shout and be really mean. Yeah. I'm still here typing my fingers out.

I guess I should at least be thankful to our Bio teacher, who acts so clever and hardworking when she actually hates teaching us in the first place and who continually compares us to (and I quote) "RI students who do everything perfectly", for postponing our test (2nd time now) to next Friday.

Whatthehell?!
I am so blabbing here. I have no idea why my two index fingers and thumbs keep hitting my keyboard. They just wouldn't stop. Ok, now they do.




This happens all the time. And it's not that I hate it when it does, but I guess in a way I do. I really do not make any sense at times.

Why is it that when there are finally significant things that I should blog about... I just don't. And it's not that I choose not to. I guess I just couldn't put everything into words. The very reason why it really pisses me off. You see, most of the time I could express myself very well but at times that I really need to, I just can't. Like, now. I mean, you know. (ok, I know you don't, but just try to understand.)

Whatever. Nine complete weeks before the holidays. It may seem very long but oh no, definitely not. Crap. I really hate it when I start thinking long-terms. It scares me. And I lose all the words I'm about to type. Bless me.









The week is about to end and there is really nothing worth mentioning.
Today is the first time in weeks that I went home before two o'clock. Right. So not interesting.




The funny thing is that it keeps happening repeatedly and I let it get the better of me even though I know, right from the start, the consequences I would have to face if I allow it to take over my life yet again. Crap. Big Whole Piece of Crap.

No, I ain't swearing anymore.




I can't believe our class is going to start this week with 4 class tests. Damn it. And yeah it's not really that big a deal. I mean, Bio Phys Chem and A.Maths? Puh-lease. (READ: Sarcasm)

Ok. So what ever happened to our educators' righteousness?

Who the hell knows? or even cares?

Random things i REALLY miss
I miss Ta and Jai.
I miss eating Sushi.
I miss hanging out at McDonalds and talking away for more than 5hours while ordering only lemon juice. WtH?!
I miss strolling around the area with Hailey buying all the weird food that we come across.
I miss 2EE's laid-back attitude.
I miss being spontaneous.
I miss the mushy feeling I felt before for Yansen. LOL.Really
I miss That's So Raven.
I missed out on a lot. tsk.




Most people don't like being alone. It's either they are scared of the very idea, or are embarassed by the thought of it. I am not most people.

What's wrong about being alone?
I don't know for you people, but when I am alone - say, walking or waiting or just plain alone somewhere - I feel very independent. It's not uncomfortable for me. In fact, I take it as a sign of self-security. You may call me a loner or a freak but I couldn't care less. Or maybe I just really don't care about what other people think. Because heck, I know I never did... nor ever will.

Holidays are almost over
but cheer up people! You know that no matter how you hate waking up when the whole world is still fast asleep or seeing your teachers' maybe-not-so-encouraging faces or their totally unwelcomed homeworks, there are still compensations.
Maybe seeing someone special? Or just plain sitting at the cafeteria talking almost about anything and everything with your best bud ever? I don't know, but there's one thing I do:

Nothing can stop time from dragging us along with it. We just might as well enjoy every second and make each and every of it count. For all we know, that could be everything we'll ever have.




I had just typed an almost 150Word entry but I'm not in the mood to finish it. So screw it.




Please, don't let me slip and fall.
Please.




It finally dawned on me that I will be 16 years old this year. Oh crap. Bit too old than your average. And I just realised that the past few years went by so fast that I didn't make the most out of it. I'm just thinking that maybe, after all that's been done and contrary to what others may be thinking, my life is truly just a withered waste. Or if it is not, it will be ...soon.

You know sometimes a simple and trivial thought could change your life's point of view and even your priorities. Ugh. Don't ask me, I don't know.




You know what's ironic?
It's when you keep wishing your first boyfriend a happy birthday every year on the wrong date. And it's not a 1 day or 2 day difference. It's like fucking 11 days for crying out loud!

Today is his birthday. Nope, sorry. It was eleven days ago. And if he didn't message to inform me that it was indeed 11 days ago, I wouldn't even have known. Oh god. Five years. For five goddamned years, I thought - I knew - it was 15th of March. Blahblahblah.

You know what's even more ironic?
It is when you finally realise that the day you had mistaken to be his birthday turns out to be the day he actually became your boyfriend.

And your first boyfriend, mind.




Benedict Tan ...is so cute. Benedict Tan ...looks a tad like my 3yearold nephew. Benedict Tan. Damn. I can't believe I'm blogging about him. Benedict Tan, anyone?

whatthehell?! The scrabble thingie wasn't that bad after all. I'd have to say I did quite enjoy myself. Oh god. Forget about quite - that's one hell of an understatement. I was like smiling all the way from the first game onwards. I know I looked stupid smiling for no reason, but that's what happens when you play first thing with someone who just so unbelievably resembles your nephew. hah. If you guys know what I mean...


Hmmm... after all that's been said and done. I can't honestly say that today is a good day. No, it's not.




Do you know that feeling when you were such in a hurry and you waited for the bus for a quarter of an hour thinking that it was your fault for not leaving your house earlier only to find out that it was actually the driver's fault for being such a suck-ass driving as fast as a snail and stopping at every bus stop even though no one hailed the bus nor rang the bell? I do. And I fought every single urge to shout, and I'm telling you people, it ain't as easy as it sounds.
So that was much about the hysteria of the day.

Anyways,
I just finished one korean drama. "My lovely SamSoon". 16 CDs. 13CDs all in one day. the 3CDs the next. So don't be surprised if my eyes are puffy and swollen and bloodshot. Imagine finishing off 13 goddamned CDs in one day, all the while getting teary eyed over some romantic lines. LOL. Yes, I did cry. And I did cry all right. You see, the thing about watching love stories is that you get to reflect about your own love story. And I can assure you, if you were me, you would definitely get sad.

Alright. That's lame.


post script
For those of you trying to reach me, I'm sorry but my handphone met its fate in the laundry. Oh, and don't feel sorry for me, or for the handphone itself. The handphone as well as I deserved it.




talk about continually contradicting oneself.
Didn't I just mention yesterday that I'm not going to blog everyday because it's so cliche? And yet here I am typing away with droopy eyes and over-fatigue body. YEY.
The pre-planned 'big beach day' was not so big and not really beachy (yes, I know it doesnt sound so nice), after all. lol.
Here's how I pictured this day is going to be:

• bathing in the sun smiling to myself as if the ass-who-ruined-my-week is already dead
• listening to the waves in a profound way as if my life is really all-that
• gossiping - and gossiping more. and more. and more.

Here's how the day turned out to be:

• played volleyball to worsen my body ache
• I am now a proud girl enjoying a full-shoulder tan (which, pita, i think having none is better)
• on the bright side - we did gossip. and gossiped more. and more. and more.

Oh well, you can't really have it all. And there's always a take 2, right? haha. Oh hell yeah, there is.

Even though I want to blog everyday, I still couldn't bring myself to do it. (Although I did blog yesterday). You see, I am so over that stage where I blog about daily events and ramblings. There's this part of my subconscious that says it's so cliche, and I should not do it anymore. So I don't. When I blog, it's because I'm sickeningly inspired or effingly bored or anything that's so extreme ...if you know what I mean. So I consider my blog as a personal thing. LOL. Is there ever such thing in our modern world?! So yeah, if I ever do bore you - which I know I always will - well, get the fuck out'a here!
Ok, I didn't mean that in a negative way. I meant, dude, get a life. (okay, so that's still quite negative, but who freaking cares?)

Detour.
Term 1 came and went and all I remember are afternoons spent at home doing countless homeworks; and weekends spent, again, at home preparing for an upcoming test or doing more homeworks. Of course, there were exceptions. But I'm telling you people, very few. If Hailey is ever right about Sec3 being different, she has no idea how different. I don't know for her, or for you people, but for me, Sec3 is in no way the same as Sec2. Incomparable, so as to speak.

If you're life were a movie, will it be a good one?
Well, mine sure won't.