flawed work of art.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005 @ 7:49 am
Hema got new specs! FINALLY!! ever since form 2, she's been saying that she's gonna get specs. yeah. form 2. so you do the math. I think we can set up a frameless specs club. jbq, hema, cass, mommee goose & me. oh yeah, and kor and my rents. the list goes on & on..
well, it's a wed and yes, I'm still in the midst of my mid-term. had a bad wave of depression 2 days back. t'was terrible. Received some cheering up from brad, who's thousands of miles away, but his cheerfulness felt very close by. I could hug him. if he had anything to hug onto, that is. he's thinner than xin! honestly! anyway, my miracle cure came unexpectedly. thanks to my dream car, bmw. hmm. finally got some things sorted out. and for that, I'm glad.
fell asleep after moral paper. haha. my brain was dead due to my over-working it the night before & more torture this morning. thanks to physics 3. finally got physics outta the way. phew. during yesterday's maths 1 paper, it started pouring torrents! even the skies were mourning for us!! anyhoo, it never stopped. the rain, I mean. even as some of us were getting a bite while stuffing maths into our heads during recess, the rain just kept pouring, I think it got worse. jbq & charissa were happily playing, or should I say, acting out how they would fly backwards because of the strong gusts of winds that were blowing in our direction. ok, it sounds weird, but that's what they did. bumping into the ones (me included) who were getting a mini crash course on maths from hema, sending us bowling, yes bowling, with laughter, that is. :D
no idea why but the song 'nymphetamine' comes into my mind everytime I'm squeezing my brain juice for some gruelling paper. before I knew it, I was actually humming the tune during the paper, which attracted some dagger stares. sorry! can't help it!!
ah yes, before I forget. 80th Anniversary tees and button badges for sale!! hyuk. oh & I wanna kill jie shi for spelling anniversary wrong. must go tell my dad, who praised her & told me to tell her to enrol in La Salle. HAH! I don't think La Salle will accept an illiterate braggart now, will they?!

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A 'V' of black swans on
With hope to the grave
And through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear like
A thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
Cradle of Filth Nymphetamine

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