YAY. my comp died on me and now it's back to life. phew. explains why i have been away for such a LOOOOOOONG time yea? lols. i can't stand not coming online. serious. rahh. now it's working, hooray! hahaha. crap. went for alumni band yesterday. omg, AWESOME! (x love love love being together with all the RAHHH people. hee. but.. CAT!!! go for alumni band please. sheena, be back from london already. then YAY for me. i'll have friends again. hoho~
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im being stalked by a boy. it's really really very VERY scary. ONE: he is too young and immature. TWO: i talk to some other boy he gets angry and it's like my fault. THREE: he tells people i'm with this guy when i'm not. and knows i'll get angry when he does so but still continues doing it. AND claims that he does that to get my attention. OH MY. what the.. okay, so i know i'm pretty well-liked by the skaters because of my orange specs and bubbliness. yes, everyone likes it. but no, i don't want the wrong attention. no, i don't even need the attention. i'm only there to skate freestyle and make new friends. shucks. it's really heaps of fun being with the skaters since it's usually in big groups and i LOVVVVVEEEEEE being in big groups like totally. since no one'ss free to accompany me anyway. obviously cat misses me. HAHAHA. but her schedule is apparently packed for MJC, more MJC and well, colleagues. duh~ zhian? MIA. sheena is MIA too but i know she's in london at least. rahh. i guess we all have our own lives to lead. never knew it'd turn out like that. my primary school friend at least had a chalet before parting for their poly lives.. while my friends and i all went MIA all of a sudden. sighs. no BBQ, no chalet.. zilch. saddening, really. i think luvena and emily is still working at their usual spots. work! WORK! WORRRRKKKKK!!! all they do is work. just like cat and zhian before. well, they work and dump me here. all alone. then i paved my own way of life. and that's to skate. whee~ crap, i know. my appeal's definitely a rock hung by the cliff on a thread. so insecure and dangerous. all i can do is wait. and when i can't wait, i shall kill time to let time pass faster. RAHHH. everything's making me lose interest except skating. (x *eyes glitter* WOOT~ and now i know.. A LOT OF BOYS THAT SKATE HATE ahem*, him. they say he's big-headed and a ladies boy. WOAHAHAHAHA. tsk tsk. oh well. i tried to fend him. but obviously there were not only boys but a couple of men that attacked me. i failed to defend. OH WELLS. i need to part here. if there are any readers at all, GOOD DAY LATER. <3 loves!
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i've been skating and skating and skating and more skating! well, it sounds 'uh~ whatever.' to you but to me, it's like the whole world. LOLS. it's so much more fun than to stay at home and do all the typical stuffs. tsk tsk. total boredom. made TONS of new friends. YAY. finally, i've friends that'll skate with me till 2 plus 3 am. yes. that is what skaters do in case you don't know. they learn their stunts at midnight and 'strut' their stuffs on weekends. (x i think i'm making it a habit to go down every weekends. whee~

POLY APPLICATION. crap. my level of knowledge isn't that low know. at least i know things that doesn't make sense. went to appeal for the some of the polytechnics today. filled in forms after forms and i saw singapore poly's form stating this "students are required to appeal for courses that are above their cut-off points(COP). if they appeal for courses which are below their COP, please note that the appeal will NOT be successful." (yes, i made a point to memorise the rule). what is an appeal? it is a resort to a higher authority or greater power from a lower point. which means if we get baaaaaaddddd scores like mine, i wish to go to a course that is around my calibre but higher(lower scores), i can APPEAL. and sp states otherwise. their meaning of an appeal is of total opposite from my dictionary. if we had goooooooood scores and could get into the course we wanted, WHY WOULD ANYONE NEED AN APPEAL? pathetic. doesn't make much sense does it?! i had a very bad day from the morning. went to TP at 9 and forgot to bring all the important stuffs. i RAN all the way home to get my result slip and leaving testimonial. distance = approximately 2.5 km? supposed to get a cab but there wasn't any cabs in sight. darnitshitholey. reached home drenched in sweat and nauseous. i din have a decent meal because the 2 days before were spent skating and only until today i had 2 decent meals, breakfast and dinner. (explains why i felt nauseous like totally.) my body was weak and aching. my stomach screaming in hunger. had to feed it. so i bought food and photcopied my important documents at tampines interchange. and guess what? i photocopied 3 documents. 5 of each only knowing that only TP needs it. which means that i needed only 1 copy of each document. ohwhattheTOOT. that's how my good sunny monday started out. never mind. hope i GAIN something from all the pain suffered. )x *crossesfingersandprayshard. all the time. i do that all the time but to no avail. sighs. I'M PATHETIC. do you want? to adopt me? LOLS. mental. i'll join SAF. i wanna be the next female singaporean pilot. WOOT. IF i can. and i want to fly the jetfighter that goes an amazing 500km/h. that's ultimate for me already. heard that there're more fighter planes that go up to 1300km/h?! i don't know. my friend told me that.

yikes. GIRLS ARE STUPID. (sorry if i do offend the girls.) they get jealous easily. they get angry with their boyfriends for no reason. they scream. they TRY to get drunk drinking one can of beer. they get angry with the girls their boyfriend talks to. they are not in the wrong even when they are a willing party to.. ya. they think TOO MUCH about their EX-boyfriends. they cry for their boyfriends even when they(boy) treat them like crap. they are at the boys beck and call. for what?! what's worth going through all these trouble for man? the guy that'll dump you for another sexy bod? i only know of a pinch-ful of guys who are faithful. so don't bother giving too much. you don't stand to gain wherever you're standing.
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