• 3:34 PM, 11.10.07
oh my god. amandatan's godly tensai skillzx has left the building.i repeat once again, amandatan's skillzx has left the building.
well yeah, i failed three subjects out of the five given back today.
chinese, fail. geog, fail. amath, fail. emath, pass. chem, pass.
got back chem first, so was kinda happy that i passed, since i always failed chem.
then elective geog came like a sledgehammer. apparently, i'm the only one in 303 who failed e geog.
i still remember after the exam, zhaoming walked out and said, "ohmygod, this exam so easy. you wanna fail also cannot." well, i proved him wrong i guess.
embarassed myself by crying in the hall. D: damnit. last time i wonder why people cry and emo over their exams, now i know why.
recess was spent in the hall because a certain someone took up 40 minutes asking about their paper. :S
was late to the math thing. got back emath first, quite happy with paper 1. then paper 2, still okay.
so when i got back amath, kinda prepared for it. so nvm.
then i go disturb 304. wtf, bryan own me in everything. D:
junwee blame me for his amath. D: and i really believed, till sally told me at the end of the day. D:
then i go find 302 people, liyin emo because her emath got 60 plus. wtf. -.-
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oops, my bad. she got a c5 or a c6. dunno which one. lalala.
then, boonbin laugh at my hair. -.- so i emo.
errrr, go lunch. played daidi. got my mind off things! :D
then got back chinese. wtf. okay, foolaoshi mark like damn strict.
ying yong wen, 8.5/20. compo, 25/70. paper 2, 60/110.
i can go bang the wall already wtf. i mug for this EOY and they gimme these kinda jiao results.
altogether, i cried around 3 times today. i'm becoming way too sensitive for my own good.
i want the old me back, where i wouldn't care what the heck i got.
ate chicken rice where quite a lot of things happened but i'm too lazy to blog about them.
walked to macs, saw yunlum and jasmin. talked for awhile.
sally and chaohsien came to my house to watch Evan Almighty lol.
they left. i ate dinner, and i'm blogging now.
i feel all profound, and i'm bursting with things to type out.
but yet i don't want to be judged by what i say. contradicting, contradicting.
if it really has to be this way, i guess i can do nothing but accept it.
of course, life isn't for us to dictate, we can't just say, "HEY, i don't like this, so i'm going to change it." all the time. there has to be times where you just have to shut up and accept things the way they are.
some might say this is the attitude of a pessimist, or defeatist, whether there is such a word i'm not certain, but however you try to spin the tale, the thing is that you really can't do anything about some things in life.
you might be pissed off, you might be devastated, but once again, there is nothing you can do to change these facts. it's sewn into the intricate weavings of time and implanted into our memories like a stubborn stain.
and now i come to a conlusion that has totally no link with the previous sentences; life sucks, big time.