23:06, Wednesday, June 29, 2005
CTS ARE OVER!
which means,
LESSONS ARE RESUMING SOON
= ihateschphase
I MISS MY SPIKEY HEAD!
hope i get my allowance soon so i can get my mosh of hair cut
thinking of a style that:
- a lil messy
- aint gonna need ta style
- allows me ta survive in inferno ijc
SIGH. i bet there's no hairstyle like that
GRRRS. why does ij uniform on me look so weird with short hair?
i think i ought ta get a bigger blouse size
AND like wot mans say,
ij is making me angsty!
im pissed off with thisthisthis/thatthatthat
i rmbed in cedar it used ta be
"TOWN AFTER EXAMS!"
now?
"HOME TO SLEEP CUZ TOWN IS SO FAR AWAY"
i mean, town is not necessarily an option
it's just this nagging feeling of having no life
i feel drained for no apparent reason
practically a walking zombie
just bored bored bored
OMG. WHAT'S HAPPENING?!
anyhow,
i feel damn challenged by da new maths teacher
i dislike cocky asses
they just happen to further stir my angsty emotions and currently
im feeling challenged cuz im pissed.
im so motivated for the wrong reasonHAH.
im so motivated in dropping outta JC this year
JC kidds seem ta learning seemingly useful things but never practical enough to be really useful
we go through non-stop crammin marathons and throw delete them off da brain after exams
[ for my case ]
all this cramming is making my brain a living dead wannabe
SA kids like mans and co seem ta be happy kids everyday
-envies
okokay, not like im unhappy and fallin inta depression
im just RESTLESS!
yaya,
suppose suggestions like "OH! YOU CAN START MUGGING FOR PROMOS NOW!" start floodin in now
NO, it's just not that!
RAHHHHHHH
AND OH! after crapping so much i realised i hadn even mention a single shit bout the CTS.
as usual, it can be described in just one word [pls call me a smartass]:
shit [sorry AR, i dont really have a wide range of vocab]
rather unfazed though
immune to KILLER papers since i started studying in a certain school named CEDAR that's this was just OH! ANOTHER PPR I DONT UNDERSTAND.
[actually, the ppr was rather easy but my brain is too puny to store any single theories/definitions/significances/description ]
my head is screaming so much it needs honeh leh-mon