One more step, and i'll be in this city.

Current Song:心愿便利帖
Current Mood: Sleepy, tired, worried.

Fcuk today a lot, especially on my way back home. I took 189 bus home, and saw this pathethic guy, we knows each other, of course, whatthehell. Asking me if i were chubby, say hello, have a nice day, the passengers were just staring at me weirdly. fcuk lars. whattheheck.

Next monday, half-day school, tuesday, nnooo school. smiles. anybody want to jio me out? steady uh. laughs. Next week, is also the last week before the September Holidays. Siansian. Exams are really coming up fast. (ticktock, ticktock. )
Another fcuking thing:
7th September, MissWang says got the what course lar, whatthehell, laoniang's brother de birthday lehhd! wtf. Cant celebrate lar, when it's one full day.
Andthen, notyet, notyet, 11 December- 13 December, got this CCA CAMP at Pulau Ubin, any form of pillow also cannot bring, siol, how i sleep, i'm gotcha bring swiss army knife. laughs. i'll be mixing with other students from other schools, oh gosh. no please. fcuk, can't bring handphone or MP3. How to message darling uh? Hmph! But i think i'll be bringing, use those kind of chaolao one, oldold type, lost or spoil, then jiu like this lors! at least still can use. evil grins. andandand, 11 December, my mother's birthday lehhd! how to celebrate again? Still, nevermind, 12 December, laoniang's sister de birthday siol. How celebrate uh? Damn it. CCA, ugh! =="

Tomorrow, got chinese test, fcuk, me not studying, thenthen, still got maths test on SETS AND VENN DIAGRAM, worse still, me don't understand. gosh. wish me luck then.

Sometimes we need to walk back over routes we've already travelled to help someone cross a path we've crossed before. I look at all the pictures of the past * thinking of how the years went by so fast * the dances * the parties * the laughs * the shoulders to cry on and cute photographs * the peole I know since way back when * the new kids came every now and then * the friendships you make come and go * but there's always those few you'll always know * now as we go our separate ways * I know I'll always remember these days.

She smiles with all that she has left, yet tears are left un-dried. And though she's got so much to say, she bottles it up inside. If you look past her broken eyes to a shadow no one sees, a disguise so you won't recognize, the girl is really me...