Study study study.
today: addmath, emath.
haven't touched chinese. like all the worksheets: fu xi 3-5, and the cheng yu lian xi.
amanda's right, i totally need the 135 cheng yu book. they all look foreign to me.

while everyone's striving hard for an A1 for chinese this term, i'll be happy to do my best cause i know i'm not particularly gifted with chinese. need i emphasize further?
haha.
but of course, this isn't the case for the rest of the subjects(:
asa! let's fight hard. (:

anyway, got toasted during recess today.
i stayed red for one whole period after that. there's no way i'm going to lose my tan playing like this everyday. while everyone wants to get tanner, i prefer fairer skin. and anyway, i don't like the idea of skin cancer(:
everyone's copying our mcdelivery thing. haha. aisyah's like halfpissed. daphne actually suggested sakae delivery.
hawhaw, i wonder how many months it'll take to get everyone down to it.

but it's outta the question cause of money issues, yo.
and anyway, i like macs breakfast best(:
also, i'm not about to get myself into another bitchfest cause i've enough shit to walk around in.

ms tong took us for geog and english. she's so.. sleepy. maybe it's her small, half-closed eyes.
mrs thong should seriously take some initiative and kick the life back into dance club and stop merely 'doing her duties'. we've tried giving suggestions and doing so many things but it's all not approved.
convince me it's not just your job you're doing mrs T.

*abigail's trademark there. Mrs T, Mdm G, YS, D? haha.

stayed for lunch with Nat.
talked about everything. not that it felt any better or worse.
Nat went for speech day, i went home.
and guess who i saw at the bus stop?
Andrew! haha. (:
haven't talked to him for quite a while cause.. i don't know.

today's tuesday and it already feels like a whole long week has gone by.
stares, stares and more stares. what, am i not human anymore?
i'll appreciate it if people don't gossip about me like less than three metres away. my hearing's pretty good. well. perhaps we've all run out of things to talk about, and thus others become the target of criticism. it became so.. warped?
i'm not afraid. bring it on y'all.
*the word bitches was close to appearing above. i exercise some restrain.

i don't blame people. i just get disappointed.
very, very, very.

when i worry about things like people feeling badly shocked, guilty for some reason, betrayed by a friend, and restricted (i do remember.),
i realise that i can't be worried. there simply isn't any reason to, obviously.
just look.

i'm not gonna defend myself, i'm guilty as charged after all.
(: it's never neccessarily a bad thing you know?
unless you make it out to be. yeah.

yes, after all that, i still do.
misery over pain.