gagagagaga.
REbeL!

Hmmm...I broke my bubble again! and the volleyball bbq sucked - there wasn't enough food~
I LEARNT HOW TO PLAY MAH JONG FOR THE FIRST TIME! and I got pretty much blur. well it was like 3 in the morning or something. that's why. Common test was a killer. My mind blacked out during the physics/chemistry paper. And man! I was down. What made matters worse was training was cancelled suddenly and I forgot to bring my keys that day, and I couldn't go home to sleep!

Sec three camp is like on this friday. Boohoo. I so don't wanna go now. -regrets I'm still high on Prata fever!

B' Girls

You're everything to me.
and He's hopeless.

ahha..I give up. I give up trying to push myself. Its not like before. I have a relationship to care about and exams to study for. I'm done after the ytsa project is finally finished and sports leader duty off me. At least I need not worry about another one now. oh.There' volleyball too. Bummer. How I wished I didn't take that step. mistake... GWAH! troubled.tired.yumin.studies.O's. I need a shoulder to lean on, and I don't wanna be a burden to yu min.

Volleyball 2006


The odd numbers.

Love seems to be blooming everywhere.
At almost every corner, a new twosome appears.
Whispering to each other in their own world.

Its been a two tiring and WOAH weeks. Excuse slips for early dismissal for volleyball matchs. Second in the zoner vball competition. Tuitions, add math washout and my bendy stretchy rubber band. OH, sport leader training camp as well. Although I see a much improvement in my sciences this term, my math ain't improving. It seems without math tuition, I'm just a goof-off. Sitting at my desk staring at the math assessments waiting for it to hassle me. I think I lost my independence and the will to force myself to do work. I actually think doing homework is enjoyable now. Just because I touch the textbooks and notes to run my brain to wirte something of some sense. 26/40 for chemistry and I'm second or was it third in class. omfg! If the competition during the O's was that laid back. A month and a half later, vic finally showed up in school with her hair neatly pinned up. Surprising, but I'm glad she came to school at least. I finally get to collect my IC! and keep it in my wallet, feeling proud to be a Singaporean. Its patriotism. You'll never get to feel it unless you're me. After waiting for more than a year, you finally get something that all your fifthteen year old buddies have and you don't. What more. And remember my stretchy bendy rubber band? Well it is on THE VERGE OF BREAKING APART. If I were to survive this week without a single drop of tear out of me, I call myself over the limits. Hmmm. Sec 3 camp is on the way! And I'm on my way of being away from yu min and my comfortable bed for 4 days! Omg! Can I withstand the pain. Dramatic it will be and it might be. Oh what am I talking about.

After all the "I MISS" things, I think it was utterly stupid of CASSANDRA CHEANG, that's me to think about you dirty deluder SCUMBAG. To think I almost sacrifice my *. And I'm glad I didn't. I had people who told em not to do so. Obviously I heeded those advices and am happy at where I am and stand at. Who cares about being very respected. I don't bother. If only that scumbag will read this. oh "I love you" Bullshit. You don't even show.

Ciao! Till then I shall rattle my nonsense again...

GAH! BEE CEE LEE NEE PEE SEE TEE ZEE!
Head over heals over scrabble =/
BWAH! I HATE SKEWL!!
I MISS THE NIGHTS JUST SITTING THERE CHIT-CHATTING.
I'M HOOKED ONTO THAT.
I MISS TAKING PICTURES OF STRAYS ROAMING AROUND THE CITY.
I MISS EVERYTHING!
I WANNA GO FOR FRANZ FERDINAND or whatever.. CONCERT ON THE 18th!
Muaha.I have had enough of the caps.
Yes, it was intentional.
Back onto Damien Rice's Cannonball and Cheers' Darling.
My best companion when I'm down.
uh-huh.That's why I'm blogging at such a awkward time.
Been sleeping around this time and waking up at 2.
lalala."STUDY"
Today's B girls first zoner match!
SQS vs. BLSS
Obviously, WE WON!
Sometimes I miss you so badly that I find myself tearing apart for no reason.
Venting my fustrations.
seizing the chance to break free.
BUT NO!You stop me.
Sweet talked me into almost every lil' sinful dirty thing.
It gets tiring after a long while.
I hate the poking thing.
It hurts my tummy fats cum muscles.=PWEIRDO CASS.