Wednesday, April 14, 2004
ehhh! im back!!! and im just doing this to show that im still existing on my blog that is. as i was signing in, i was like...oh shite. what am i gonna write? so aniwae, here i am writing but i dunt have much to sae..
let's just talk about the past three days. monday...well, was the first day of the new timetable. got thru it well. and the only day i end early-140. but we stayed back to watch soccer match. TJ vs JJ. and...JJ won!! sadly i didnt stay baq long enuff to see the winning three goals. when i left it was TJ in e lead, at 2-1. and 1 was the result of a penalty kick, which seemed as if the TJ goal keeper allowed the ball to pass him.
tomorrow, will be another match. SA up against JJ. cos SA beat RJ tt dae. so yea, winners vs winners.
hmm..i only know i watched tv from 7 to 1230 on mondae night. i was getting fat in e arm chair. see, 7 to 8 is the chinese show, then 8 to 830 was some my in-laws show. 9 to 10 was the nine o clock show. 10 to 1030 was some ch 5 show. 1030 to 1130 was america's next top model, and 1130 to 12 was friends! there! wahahhaha. and i never do any hw.
then tuesdae, i only did my math hw btw 830 to 9 and felt so good about it for the rest of the night. tonight, im slacking again.and i just realised i already missed ahlf of american idol. i havent been watching it much for the past 2 weeks or so.
hai. let's just alternate the whole do work, slack thing. so tomorrow, i will do my work! but the thing is that, its bad that i spend days 1,3,5 slacking. and 2 and 4 doing work. haha. again, im on the road to retaining.
suddenly im in heavy debt. just as i thot i could pay 12 to kai eng to clear off my debt for e saturdae night fever ticx, a whole load of payments are due. $7 bikila shirt(YESS!! im in Bikila!! cos pidduck is in bikila) $17 handmaid's tale. which li lian so kindly offered to pay first. and stinky shinky material at $7. total...urm...$31?!?! ahhh! forgive me if im wrong. my math sucks!
dance todae got better towards the end. i realised the hole on my sweatpants got bigger already. i dont dare do stunts w my legs cos of the hole. so i merely walk around if not bounce. im glad the mood lightened after awhile. cos i was simply too too tired todae. i was in no mood to dance. but after a few laughs the dreary mode cleared up (:
mummy told sdt i wont be going for e audition animore cos they called again to change timing. wahha! shocker! ms ong knows who sent out applications! DEAD.
dance in school wants to organise BUTS outing in june. and a SDT tour of the place. also, this dance camp. sigh. all these sdt stuff when i just reAlised she knows i did sth to do with sdt. it just kills me more. besides, it may clash w ballet. e camp. oh how?!
pidduck gave us a tour of the library today. it just awakened me again that i have to get down to READING things. ph shite.
hmm..black out yesterdae for 1 hr. unfortunately i live in lousy bp. it was quite exciting n funny aniwae. some ah beng's were cheering and seetaram msged to tell me how things were on his side. then could hear people talking and shining torch lights everywhere. plus point? the stars were able to twinkle more obviously last night. ah boy boy didnt know anything though i tried to tell him. oh yes, he's still alive after drinking mum's super chlorophyll.
-yawn- getting sleepy.
sighs. havent been talking to lydia. dont see her online much. cos i always awae from com aniwae. and, i haven been msging josh animore. im drifting awae to dunno where also...
during lit class todae, we did song analysis again todae. one of the songs was angel by sarah mclachlan.i never realised the meaning it had. the deeper one i mean. i always knew it was a saddish song but well, reading into it, i saw more...
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent revelrie
You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent revelrie
In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
gee. maybe cos im in sane moods these few days. aka not too jolly. so i saw the sad side more evidently. but anywae, its a nice song. which speaks volumes.
darn. tomorrow got double period chinese and gotta write zhuo wen on-- my plans. what shite la!!
mummy bought kinder bueno cos i had the cravings (: thankyou
charlene said a lil' prayer for you at 10:50 PM
