/Desde El Dia Que Te Fuiste

/Desde El Dia Que Te Fuiste

hello!
i realised that these few days my blogposts have been pretty bright and happy.
but actually ah, im damn emo lor!
just because i dont show it, doesnt mean im not ok!
i've been resisting the urge to go kick the wall or throw something around!
i've been resisting telling people the truth which really hurts like,"yo i dont like you ok."!
i've been resisting doing things i would have done!

my god!
everything in my life needs improvement!
my life sucks, i suck, my mentality sucks, my bowling sucks, my hair sucks, my studies suck, my love life sucks, my interaction with people sucks, GOD, EVERYTHING ABOUT ME SUCKS!

i need self discipline!
alot alot alot of self discipline!
i need to stop being a bitch!
i need to stop lying to people!

i need to study! alot! you know, i havent exactly MUGGED, ever since i came in here! omg! this is scary! i need to mug! MUST! i have like 2 years worth of work to cover! my god!

and i've been putting off running for various reasons that i could convince myself with. now no more ok. after a divs. on SATURDAY.

speaking about a divs, OMG! my bowling sucks so much its comparable to the black hole! i shouldnt even be let out on those lanes!

i need to focus! my attn span is shorter than me! thats like damn short la zz.

and my mind is sot sot one ok. its like, when people emo cry cry cry cry cry right, i cry cry laugh laugh laugh cry cry laugh laugh cry laugh and laugh somemore. scary leh.

i think i know why these few days even more sot. because of CAFF and COMP. bad mix.

ok actually, i think my emo post doesnt sound emo now.

hmm.

OK IM GOING TO SLASH MY ARMPITS AND BLEED TO DEATH BECAUSE I HATEZ THE WORLD AND THE WORLD HATEZ ME TOO.

is it better?

actually. i wont slash my armpits.

ok lets choose another approach.

OK IM GOING TO SLASH EVERYONE'S ARMPITS AND LET THEM BLEED TO DEATH BECAUSE I HATEZ THE WORLD AND I WANNA KILL Y'ALL!

sounds better. haha. (:

/half completed

/half completed

ok yes, i finished the overdue homework and my PI and now it's time to go to school.

i'm such a fucking disappointment.
i'm such a failure as a daughter
i'm such a failure in life.

i should just jump down now la.

/mutual knowledge

/mutual knowledge

today was a bad day.

lets not elaborate much, just the points.
-woke up sick
-nearly late for school
-felt super sick
-didnt go for pe
-missed econs test coz i feel like shit
-missed phototaking because it was suddenly moved to 1445 instead of 1500, so when i reached there at 1500 it was over.
-made me rush for nothing and wear the stupid uniform so i have to wash it again because i want to.
-*something here that sonia knows. ok la, daryl and nat know too. haha.*
-training was bad, my fingers hurt.
-i cant spin anymore.
-team lineup wasnt announced.
-i got geog essay to write.
-i got PI to do.
-I got econs to study
-and im sick.

on the other hand, IM GOING TO BUY NEW (bowling) BAG TOMORROW!

what colour should i buy? green? or just the cheapest available because im probably not going to bowl after nxt yr?

ok, cheapest available. haha.

and hopefully a spare ball!

but anyway, i went to use scotch brite on my ball and i washed it with body foam like HAHAHA OMG LOL ok dont do that coz apparently it hurts the ball, according to daryl, who told me after i washed it because i told him about it. lol. ok. lol. haha.

aiyah who cares la. haha. not like the ball damn new anyway :D

the ball was damn dirty la. now its clean! yay!

dinner tonight was fun!
we took less time to decide on going where to eat!
and something about the girls wanting to smack a fly with the receipt but because they took too long i just went over and smacked it, thinking pet wouldnt pull the receipt away, BUT SHE DID! i had bug juice on my hand la -_- im sorry bug ): (but it was damn funny when all the girls screamed when i smacked it. HAHA.)

then we started talking about random things like staring, hot guys, bras, pw, THIRD and some dude who jumped on the bed naked.

and at tamp saf we had like what, arm wrestling where daryl eran and sean were showing off arm strength, then me and val with 2 hands each against sean = we both gg. -_-ll then we gang up, ALSO GG. WTH!

daryl: ok la sean we wrestle left hand
sean: *loses the match*
daryl: RARR! IM STRONG!
jerome who is a leftie: *eyebrows* so you think YOUR left arm is good eh!

then we hid daryl's bags :D i was happily dragging his bag away when sean was like, gimme the bag! *grabs bag and runs downstairs* we took the lift and picked him up at 2nd level, then hid it behind a car. HAHA.
then we hid his bottle IN HIS OWN BAG.
and he was busy suspecting the people who were holding his bottle (i.e pet, rach, val) but actually it was in his own bag HAHAHA!

Daryl is another brandon, i swear. bus seat looks dirty = NO I WONT SIT ON IT. -_-ll i think im more manly than you lor! hahaha. X)

sonia says that WE need to talk. but i dont want to! how am i supposed to start it! and you wont start it either! and we dont have the TIME to TALK about this! right now, at least. and no opportunities to too. HOW?

ok la im damn tired. maybe tomorrow i'll blog something that will spoil daryl's reputation just because i have the pictures to. byebye!
and a random picture of samuel and guorong too. haha.

(:

the way they hit it

sigh i feel so bad and guilty now.

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thou shalt never jump on beds other than mine anymore.

on a happier note, i love justin!