• 4:18 PM, 9.9.08
today's quite screwed uppppppppppppppp.more than quite, it's like veh screwed up.
forgot to bring my wallet to school rawr. D:
didn't get to borrow the math set from waihoong because he wasn't in class!
but thanks anyway haha.
borrowed from qianyi instead.
and i broke her compass wth. D:
i feel so guilty lah wth.
emath paper was screwed up because there wasssss a question where you were supposed to construct stuff. :/
spent half an hour trying to use the broken pieces to try to draw out the triangle.
gave up and just used my ruler instead.
mm, i think that i lost a lot of marks in emath paper1, so i'm like prayinggg that i can score for paper2, if not i'm a goner. :/
was damnnnn depressed right after the paper can.
didn't really help that people kept laughing when i told them about the broken compass.
it's not funny lah wthhhhh.
and juniors who think they're all that suck.
sucksucksuck.
get over yourselves okay.
go back, study for egeog with vivian.
egeog sucked too.
i couldn't rememberrrrrr the elaboration for all the answers.
so i just skimmed through a lot of things.
llf was the invigilator and she kept us back, crapping about all the chinese shizz.
didn't really bother listening but her voice was like nagnagnagnagnagnagnag.
irritating. -.-
after that went to 404, or rather, 111, to find bryan about cca records.
i forgot to bring mine. D:
so yeah, couldn't do much, went back.
ateateateate.
went back to 403.
stoned. :/
today wasn't really veh productive because, duh, tomorrow's chinese.
so i didn't actually study anything?
wandered around a lot. :o
went down to talk to xinyi for awhile.
mmmmm, i think i was a bit guofen lah.
like, regarding the suay? thing.
i bet i would have been miserable if i were in her shoes. D:
i feel so mean rah.
got abused by xinyi, literally.
she whack my hands until my veins popped out lah wth.
dunno how she aim until my wrists also tio.
veh painnnnn. D:
anyway, some senior dude said my blog was lian wth!
wahlao, the thing i hate more than being called lian would be being called a bimbo. -.-
it's like, how is my blog lian! D:
i know you read my blog, you senior person.
and yes, i dunno your name, sue me. D:
just because i wear a big shirt then i'm a lian?!
wthhhh, actually right, who decides all this kinda stuff?
like, who's the one that specifies;
"nerds wear thick glasses."
"hiphop people must wear super huge and loose pants."
"rockers must love leather."
"only sporty people can wear kneeguards."
that kinda thing you know.
who comes up with all these, er, specifications and guidelines and stuff?
life's filled with unwritten rules haha.
just like there's nothing stopping you from doing lotsa stuff.
at least, there's nothing tangible.
it's just lotsa unseen expectations holding you back.
for idk what reason.
mmmm, i'm not making sense anymore.
haha, i'm off to go be lian w0rhzx. -.-
shizz, i can't get over the fact that people call me an ahlian.
whateverrrrrr, byebye blog.
