CONDUCT RATING FOR YEAR 2009,

FAIR

P.S, SUBJECTED TO CHANGES.

day after day,
hour after hour,
minute after minute,
second after second.

it's always the same isn't it, repeating itself over and over. life is without orignality..i'm so so so tired of everything. i feel uncomfortable every now and then. actually most of the time. i don't know what to do and what's wrong, WITH EVERYTHING.

you think you're cool.
but you're not.

you think you're good.
but you ain't.

you think you've won.
but you're never gonna.

you think what you've thought of.
i thought so too.

You think you're close to people.
i just gotta give you a Grammy's.

don't force me to make my move.
it ain't gonna be pretty.

continue being a pet barking.
cause that's all you ever deserve to be.

our lives may have changed because of you.
but that doesn't mean you're significant.

you imbecilic fool.

lame, totally lame.
weak. totally weak.

Chinese Os is coming.
so is my competition.

and i haven't finished practicing. (Practice? You talkin' bout practice?!) i wonder how am i gonna survive the first round.

been watching X-men lately, the animated series, x-men evolution, wolverine and the x-men season 1. and i've just finished Wolverine and the x-men season 1 today.

oh yeah, transferred class to Mr Khoo's. i am sososo much more happier right now. and hopefully i get my A1 even though i only need a C6.

i totally forgot what i wanna say. crap.

Question:
Can something be bombed again if it has been shelled before?

Answer:
Yes it can.

and that's what i am afriad of..

i'm gonna start to work hard for la salle now,
5 O level credits :)

i don't want to study anymore.

i can't go la salle after i'm done, and obviously that means i can't go overseas too. what's the point of studying anymore?

i feel like quitting school.

about a month and i guess days more to the competition, hope my teacher won't submit the registration form too late. if not there won't be space left. it's so near, the competition.

nothing much these few days, except for a holiday tomorrow..going badminton-ing with friends. well, only some will turn up i guess..

oh crap, i'm becoming more and more obsessed with fire..

Dear Mr Mas Selamat,

all good things come to an end.

regards,
me.


yeah he's been caught, like, finally.

i just can't bring myself to study anymore.

because things will never ever be the same again.

the next time my dad asks me whether i still wanna study or not, i will say no. i shouldn't have been afraid of this threat at that time, if only i'd known what would come out of it, i would've already been in NS right now. i don't care anymore. my english teacher sucks, school sucks, life sucks, and i can't do anything about it.

i'm already fighting hard to preserve this 'last straw'. once they draw it out, that's it, goodbye unity and say hello to sleeping in the streets for me. most probably i'll end up in the police station with my parents being called down but hey, they will be the ones throwing me out of the house. i don't give a damn. i've already lost everything, nothing more i could lose besides my life.

something big is gonna happen and i really gotta prepare to hit the streets if it really happens. because i dreamed a dream, and now that dream has been taken away from me. of course, if nothing's gonna trigger it, nothing will happen.

P.S, to my father if you EVER chance upon this blog. if you feel like pulling me out of school right now, DO IT.

hard days are coming up :

11th June~14th June

Flute Festival Singapore 09,

1st flute competition in SEA,

Junior and open category,

for all nationalities.

i'm joining! this means super intensive training (!@#&*), though obviously i can't get pass the first round but hey, it's for the experience! if not, i'm gonna be nervous as hell for my grade 8 exams.

sunburnt..

i guess i've made up my mind, la salle, study overseas (universities with the course i want, anyone is fine), or NOTHING.

it's my life,
it's now or never.
i ain't gonna live forever.
i just wanna live while i'm alive.
it's my life,
my heart is like an open highway,
like frankie said i did it my way,
and i just wanna live while i'm alive,
cause it's, my, life.