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Sunday, February 27, 2005 @ 4:02 am
Replacement on Sat was soo tiring. Everyone was in 'weekend' mode, especially cos' time was passing ever so slowly. Yiswaree brought her essay book for all of us to read & 'enjoy'. Somehow, teacher got wind of her 6-page-long essay & wanted to read it. I read 3 pages & already needed to barf. I think she's living in lala land. Does she really believe something like that will ever happen to her?? I guess everyone deserves the right to dream.. but, it SO would never happen. not even in a thrillion years.. she seems hopeful though.
dan came to pick me up from school. At first glance, I actually thought he was a girl!! with the whole red hair and tank top-looking shirt he was wearing. of course, dad forced him to get a haircut, which doesn't look like it made a huge dif anyway. that pig went to KL today, will be going to HK tomorrow. asked me what I wanted. I pointed at my bare wrist. well, he did want to buy one for me in the first place. besides, I should deserve a nice present since he's taking my phone with him for almost a week.
oh man, the thought of the first tests of 2005 only a week away is killing me. if the teachers didn't give so much of homework, I reckon I would be able to study! I'm always doing homework till 12 midnight! especially those that require lots & lots of thinking. like add maths. ish. God knows how long I racked my brains over the homework last week.
it was so quiet in church yesterday, with half the youth either in kluang or having replacements in school. there were only 8 of us in class!!!
after dinner with my fam & uncle harris, I watched the southampton and arsenal match. I was jumping up & down during the last crucial minutes. imagine my agony when the goal during extra time (in fact, it was a little after 3 minutes) wasn't counted. so, the score remained at 1-1. dr chu & future dr chu were discussing about the southampton manager's nervous tick everytime the camera was panning at him. *shakes head* doctors.

Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
U2
Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own

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