i only liked lit-- it was a free period.

on a random note, i sympathize teachers. students cheer when teachers are absent. depends on which lessons though. i only don't mind missing this lit lessons because i don't like analysing singapore literature. and i was busy with something else anyway:D

english was high. and it was not because of the teacher. do NOT doubt me when i say that. we were all laughing and it was really the first time that i felt included. i couldn't really laugh out properly and it saddened me when i realise that i most likely may have forgotten how to laugh. what with all the emoness within me.

anyway, i have CELLULITE. and that's true. so what if i don't have much of it. it's still cellulite. i just happened to think of it and when i asked my mother, she showed me hers. then i saw mine. my sister has more than me though. haha. but still. cellulite is cellulite. it is a sign of aging, right? i don't know much about it, except that it's much dreaded by many women.

sec3's really such a sad year. i used to think that it was much fun-- finally being a senior of the school. but no. just look around blogs. it's so sad. and call me sadistic if you want when i tell you how i actually feel comforted that i'm not the only one. we can all relate to each other, we just don't want to.

ooh. one of my favourite chinese songs just came on radio. hao peng you by alan luo. :D

oh! i have came to another of my random decisions today in school. that all my smiley faces are going to be with 8s instead of :. so instead of (: , it'll be (8. haha. does it look cute? i mean, i do have small eyes and all. but 1) it's special and 2) i have my Intellectual Spectacle to account for. doesn't the smiley face look so intellectual? instead of the (: which i thought looked rather innocent and naive. haha. :D looks like a happy baldy. fine, ignore me.

i have the whole afternoon to myself. but i'm not studying geog or doing homework. what's wrong with me? i wanted to start on another chapter of my fanfiction, but then i decided to wait for the weekend. ideas have been coming to me in terms of paragraphs and images. when i tell them to my sister, she gets all enthusiastic and hyped up. i wonder if they are really quite as good as she tells me. she tends to overexaggerate certain stuff you see. and hating me is one of them. ha. of course, i've written my ideas down. i used to not bother, but then my memory is starting to fail me.

i can't even rememer what i planned to blog about. the cellulite news happened so long ago.

oh. i didn't have my afternoon nap today. 8/

there! my intellectual smiley face. how adorable. now i know i you're copying me if i see that number eight eyes.

crap. my stomach hurts. stupid cramps.

ah wells. i don't think i'd be blatering (blog-later-ing) due to the fact that i'm going have to cram for geog. jacq tried assuring me that ms tham's geog tests aren't all that bad really. i didn't believe her then. but i do now, mainly because i'm very skilled at self-deluding myself about such things. i just sigh and accept fate if i fail it. i plan to live life as a backboneless woman already anyway.

i've discovered one of the miracles that goldfish brought into my life. about how she's making me like comprehensions. i actually don't mind doing them anymore. i just hate the newsweek excercises. for the common test, i actually got 23/25 for the first part of comprehension. it was obviously the summary which pulled the whole marks down. maybe i won't score that badly in english afterall. 8D

and yes, it's that time of the year again. maybe that's why i'm so emo. my brain can somehow sense the coming of CA marks slips and it goes into depressed mode. impressive. i pat my brain on its back, if it has one.

no As so far. just the brilliant Bs which loves me so much. they aren't that bad, i guess. but it's the term one. dya really think i'd score better for term two or three? i already think NOT. maybe if my depression improves. that's a whole different thing.

well, i feel slightly sleepy, but i shan't sleep. my cramps will take care of that. i don't want to read through geog. fine. i shall. and if i fall asleep while reading the textbook, it's not my fault. who knew geog textbooks make such good bedtime stories?

(the rarely given out nowadays) love!