St. Nicholas
i'm sick of projects, tests and homework. sheesh. it doesn't matter how much effort i try to put in, i always end up with lousy grades. SHEESH!
sheesh sheesh sheesh.
hahah, thats my word okay yujie! (:
quitting german soon, can't be bothered anymore. sigh, sorry erica (:
rahh, 6 rounds were rubbish. my cramps came when i was jogging damn.
oh btw, be happy for nicolette. she went around the whole school telling everyone her good news, like seriously, must she tell everyone? our breast-less, butt-less, blood-less finally grew up! (: like whoo-hoo. hahah, shes finally FERTILE.
hahah, then yujie started going on about how nicolette wanted her blood to be HOT PINK. damn funny. hahha, then nicolette was describing everything with all the gross details included. hahah, wished i could shut my ears.
oh well, shan't waste time, ITS HOMEWORK AND PIANO TIME AGAIN! ):
Swinged it at;
8:58 PM
i'm irritated right now so i shan't go running. hmph. i woke up at like 8am for two sundays/saturdays in a row and no one cares. no one wanted to wake up to run. and today? just because it was my sis who woke them up, everyone is like "whoa, lets wake up and go running" pfft, i woke up at 8 and tried to wake my sis up, but no, she didn't want to wake up, so i went back to sleep. URF. so now they're all jogging. and im blogging (:
sigh, macbeth coursework due next week. i hate my witchy voice, too high to be produced by me, but oh well.
and the stinking mep project, like seriously, i dunno what we're doing. our lyrics were nice okay! debra wrote it :D but stinking potato had to come along and change everything for the worst. "i bought icecream from the icecream man." sheesh. pul-leasse.
i shall go change my skin now.
Swinged it at;
11:02 AM
actually, i planned to go run this morning to train for stinking NAPFA, but damn! my dad won't get up, sheesh. can't wait to train with michelle (:
this week was horrible. imran exploded twice- shan't go into the grotesque details. standing on the chair was quite cool lah, i mean, you get to look DOWN on imran. hmph.
oh, then mr choo wore our class tee to run with us, and he looked quite retarded. but at least he's supportive of our class yeah(:
i don't know what to do for the mep practical : i can play my first piece, but my third piece is like total crap. i can't play those octave rubbish. oh sheesh, when is the new piano coming?
oh, then we have to compose a children song for littel kids. oh gosh. like how crappy is that man? and the worst thing is they're forcing me to sing : yeah, i'll sing, but you gotta compose a tenor or bass part for me.
oh well, lets just hope next week will be a better week- for all of us.
Swinged it at;
10:07 AM