Sunday, September 28, 2008 ♥ | 10:39 AM
I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die.
Tommorrow's the day.
I feel like giving up on EOY.
But on a second thought, hey, it's only the second paper.
D:
'Dearest' EOY,You're the coolest, awesomest period.I promise I'll burn all my books when you're over.Don''t worry, I'll keep my promise.I'm a man of word.I'll treat you really ah-hem well.Love,Anonymous.Everyone's gonna go crazy on 6 Oct.
I'll still have to mug for drama.
Mrs Pringle, Mrs Pringle.
You're such a chore.
After 7th Oct. I have rehearsals for 55th anniversary.
Dammit.
Mathematics > Stress
History = Torture.
Mathematics + History = Died-ed after torture.
That wasn't the end.
After decomposing to hell, I still have to be tortured.
S.O.S
Wednesday, September 24, 2008 ♥ | 9:54 PM
Hello.
English is over.
This shall be my temporary blog until everything's over.
Looks like drama's going to be tough too.
55th anniversary will be going to be occupying most of my time too.
Hohoho. I love my blog song.
Especially the part..
"Dude are you serious? You're delirious? She is cardboard. She can't hear us.""Yes, I can.""Dude Oh my god. Did she just talk?""She has been real all along.""Say Something again.""Dave never touch me again!""You're fake, you break, you are not real.If only I had something to feel.You are 2D with no back side."LOL. Hilarious.
Okay. I want to slack now >:)
Toodles!
Dammit. I missed pathology.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008 ♥ | 10:04 PM
Tommorrow's English.
That paper is going to decide my fate.
Damn it.
Mind in Disturbia.
Everytime I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings, I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you, babyI can't stop thinking Everytime.
Idiot.