You’ll never believe how I got this bookmark. Actually, I made it.
I was eating biscuits and then I notice the design of the interior of the biscuits’ box. So I decided to make a bookmark! The string thingy (I don’t know what’s that called) was my string during the O levels geography exam. I hope it’ll bring me luck! (:
It’s slightly charred by the way. And I’m loving it. (:
Tuesdays are probably the day I enjoy the most of all weeks.
Lessons end early: My lessons end at 1130 on Tuesdays. It’s the most relaxing day ever. First up, I have 1 and half hour of Chemistry starting from 0800. My Chemistry teacher is a really nice, not to mention funny, and pretty young bloke. As huge as the hulk, he looks intimidating but he really isn’t. In fact, he’s one of the teachers I like and respect the most. He’s also my civics tutor which means he’s the one in-charge of my class, attendance, behavior and all and he never fails to let us off rules we’ve broken. HURHUR. Shhh… It’s our little secret so don’t go around bitching about us all. (:
Working Parent: My mum’s working, so in the afternoon, I have private time when I can do whatever I wanna do. HURHUR. F-R-E-E-D-O-M is YUMMY.
It’s Tuesday: No more Monday blues. HAHA.
You should love Tuesdays too. (:
Ciao.
PS. When I mention that I’m going to mug after each entry doesn’t really mean I DID go study. It’s a form of condolence I give myself for being such a bummer. (:
She’s twelve. And she’s fabulous. She probably more fashionable than Singapore’s Style Magazine’s Editor-in-chief. She may not be at the place YOU deem is socially desirable, BUT, you can’t deny she’s a genius. “Fashion you can buy, Style you must possess” totally explains her as she goes on thrift shopping and mugging her mum’s clothes. And for some reason, for her own good, she’s not blogging anymore. WTF. TEAM TAVI. You go girl!!!
Anyway, I’m waiting for this video to be released. (:
Love ya. BYE.
Life’s been great without Wushu. I don’t even know if I wanna train anymore. They offered me a selection for National Team (not youth anymore, yay), but I don’t even know if I wanna go.
They promised a lot of things with the new management going on. Bet I bet it’ll flop like how the others did. I’ve been there for TEN bloody years, and I’ve completely seen through the management team. And they obviously suck at what they’re doing. Probably politics are what that screwed everything up. What we need is a management who supports US athletes rather than other bloody small lousy associations and parents and other committee members’ opinions. If you really want us to do well, give us the best management with the best care and concern that you can give. Not all those bullshit talking and no actions ya?
Anyways, A levels really suck. We had this school curriculum survey thingy and we finally got to complain about our school and stuff to the MOE. Oh well. I don’t think anything’s gonna change since we’re just TEENAGERS filled with angst. I guess it’s a phase whereby you have to force out the skilled pool of people you need for your niche industries so as to become a nation in the future. But what is the point of being a great nation where people aren’t really happy living here? Is it really the best for us? Can I really realise my dream and be what I want to be? Can I actually be good at my dream job without proper education of it? Does such advance chemistry/math/physics really matter to us anyway? Oh well. Just whining and it’s my opinions. Don’t get offended or pissed. (:
Ciao. TV time.
I woke up this morning at 630AM thinking that there’s school. WOW.
I want that special issue of Vogue Italia featuring blacks for the entire issue. And I want that issue of V Magazine where Naomi Campbell is in it. GIve it to me. (:
But I guess I have to stick with Quantum Physics for now. Test on Monday. Sigh.
BYE
I think my luck’s getting better.
I picked up a TEN Singapore dollar note at City Link, right outside New York New York. HAHAHA. I love money. Don’t you?
Anyway, I’m not depressed anymore. I’m gonna immerse myself into books and A levels and more Starbucks. GAH. I don’t care if I’m lonely anymore. It feels weird sometimes, but I’m not an attention-whore (actually I yearn to be one) so it doesn’t really matter. I am lonely and fabulous. And you totally, completely, Fucking know it. Yea? (:
With love and hate,
MR. FJ
I’m really depressed all of a sudden. Friggin bad luck these days. I broke my Tommy Hilfiger Colonge. Then, I lost my wallet. Then I broke my favourite bowl. And now I’m feeling feverish.
It’s my fault anyway. Sigh.
I promised my teacher I would be in school tomorrow and I really do hope I can wake up.
I had a massage today, so maybe I will be able to sleep better tonight. But I’m really guilty for not mugging for 2 days already. DAMN. I really wanna go to school and lead a normal and better lifestyle. I’m starting to freak out. I wanna do well for my A levels. It’s not as easy as it seems. I don’t feel as if I have the courage and determination to go on. ):
I may seem to be optimistic, a happy-go-lucky person and someone who has a lot of friends. But there isn’t really someone whom I can really talk to about EVERYTHING. And I mean everything. I went to facebook earlier. It made me feel lonely when I was viewing my friends’ pictures having fun and being happy. Isn’t facebook supposed to be a connection to our friends? Isn’t it a place where we can find comfort knowing that we’re not alone?
I really need help. But I don’t think anyone takes me seriously. I don’t think anyone is self-less enough to help their poor friend. I don’t think they think I need help in the first place. Is it me? What did I do wrong? I just wanted friends. True friends. Do you have one? You should be grateful.
DAMN.
I lost my fucking wallet. My ATM card, my Identification card, my TCC membership card, my Polaroid of me and my mum, my name cards of different people, my pictures and my appointment cards are all fucking gone. BOOM.Vanished.
I was devastated. I called my mum and my friend and texted my teacher to seek my precious baby and seek condolences. I was not very comforted at all.
And then I started to do the go-back-in-time slowly method. And I went on to the internet, searched on the places I last went to with my wallet. And called every single one of them. But only Starbucks picked up and told me they found a wallet. THANK YOU! I can’t express how much gratitude I am feeling. Goodness gracious. YAY! (:
And, PHEW.
I think my computer is fine now, I hope…
Sigh… Being the smart self, I thought reinstalling MSN would make it fine. But now I can’t even instal it for some weird problems. I went to the troubleshoot page and googled everything I need to know, but I just can’t reinstall that little fucker. DAMN IT!
I am surprised how I can live through without MSN. Maybe it’s for the best for me now. Concentrate more on studies. Oh well. Fuck it.
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