it's sad to say, but..
family - the bane of my very existence.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
and the first good dream i get after that long string of horrible ones is.. playing street fighter at amos' house.
it doesn't help that i woke up with my left eyebrow twitching. damn.
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everything changed, but i never thought you would. daaaaamn.
goodnight world, peace and happiness upon all of you (:
it doesn't help that i woke up with my left eyebrow twitching. damn.
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everything changed, but i never thought you would. daaaaamn.
goodnight world, peace and happiness upon all of you (:
ah, the endless complexities and intricacies of life.
you're lucky i only counted 4.
well.. 5. that would have been ugly.
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watched "Gamer" on my psp (yes guys, GAME-r, get over it.). It's set in a world where, well, you play online simulation games. Except you're controlling real people. The only bit that caught me was this - "Some people pay to control, and some people pay to be controlled."
A life where someone makes the decisions for you? No tough calls, dude. No responsibilities. No stress. No worries. Everything is pretty much planned for you.
Is it sad, that this notion appeals to me?
On a side note, I despise the stereotyping of fat people being sexually depraved, piggily gluttonous.. and well shoot me if you want.. fat.
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nightmares are back
you're lucky i only counted 4.
well.. 5. that would have been ugly.
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watched "Gamer" on my psp (yes guys, GAME-r, get over it.). It's set in a world where, well, you play online simulation games. Except you're controlling real people. The only bit that caught me was this - "Some people pay to control, and some people pay to be controlled."
A life where someone makes the decisions for you? No tough calls, dude. No responsibilities. No stress. No worries. Everything is pretty much planned for you.
Is it sad, that this notion appeals to me?
On a side note, I despise the stereotyping of fat people being sexually depraved, piggily gluttonous.. and well shoot me if you want.. fat.
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nightmares are back
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
i just know i'll be fking tired tmr.
won't be finishing my lit essay, won't be passing napfa, won't be awake during cell.
not looking forward to the day :/
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today was pretty much fine. just like any other day. maybe that just makes it not fine, but whatever.
spent the morning slpin' instead of studying. well, gonna fail that math test anyway, why bother? studied the previous day (and nite) anw. and yup i guess when i took it i more or less knew it'd just be the same all over again.
spent break with the guys until good friend amos farted. facing me. less than 10 cm away.
shifted to girls table.
lit tutorial was okay. nothing new, except the central reality of pain. damn, we have ours too, just not as flashy sometimes.
missed math lect, lit ended late and i went to the washroom then i went to sleep. louis went for the lecture but ended up missing 40 out of 50 mins of the lecture, so i guess i don't really care much hur.
lit lecture was.. let's just say the slides provided were miniscule. i mean, i bloody love to read and write tiny, but c'mon that was downright hilarious.
GP was good. Mrs Chong awesome as usual (wah freak lah rili wish i handed in the stupid AQ), i got 8 for the previous AQ (along with almost everyone else o.o), ran through the compre in-class, didn't do too gd or bad.
mood: moody.
song: say my name by destiny child. no, destiny child, we don't even know your name. on the other hand, we do know yo mama - her name be Destiny ;P (the joke's a pure rip-off from nigahiga, jsyk.)
ah fk i'ma slpin' now. srsly no feeling stay up or slp zz. fkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk tired bt nt slpy. tmd. @!#%*Y#*()YG*(HV*()WE$HT(#@_%Y@)_!&$)
won't be finishing my lit essay, won't be passing napfa, won't be awake during cell.
not looking forward to the day :/
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today was pretty much fine. just like any other day. maybe that just makes it not fine, but whatever.
spent the morning slpin' instead of studying. well, gonna fail that math test anyway, why bother? studied the previous day (and nite) anw. and yup i guess when i took it i more or less knew it'd just be the same all over again.
spent break with the guys until good friend amos farted. facing me. less than 10 cm away.
shifted to girls table.
lit tutorial was okay. nothing new, except the central reality of pain. damn, we have ours too, just not as flashy sometimes.
missed math lect, lit ended late and i went to the washroom then i went to sleep. louis went for the lecture but ended up missing 40 out of 50 mins of the lecture, so i guess i don't really care much hur.
lit lecture was.. let's just say the slides provided were miniscule. i mean, i bloody love to read and write tiny, but c'mon that was downright hilarious.
GP was good. Mrs Chong awesome as usual (wah freak lah rili wish i handed in the stupid AQ), i got 8 for the previous AQ (along with almost everyone else o.o), ran through the compre in-class, didn't do too gd or bad.
mood: moody.
song: say my name by destiny child. no, destiny child, we don't even know your name. on the other hand, we do know yo mama - her name be Destiny ;P (the joke's a pure rip-off from nigahiga, jsyk.)
ah fk i'ma slpin' now. srsly no feeling stay up or slp zz. fkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk tired bt nt slpy. tmd. @!#%*Y#*()YG*(HV*()WE$HT(#@_%Y@)_!&$)
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
and again i'm left contemplating why i'm staying up late again.
why i'm so filled with anger, why music plays upon the strings of my heart akin to that of a harp, why i still think i can finish that history essay.
why i'm such a teenager and rebellious and uncompromising and unwilling to sleep.
why i'm not content, with
why i'm so filled with anger, why music plays upon the strings of my heart akin to that of a harp, why i still think i can finish that history essay.
why i'm such a teenager and rebellious and uncompromising and unwilling to sleep.
why i'm not content, with
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Really can't do my term papers, but i'm so worried the teachers won't believe me. Just you like you wouldn't be lieve me if i told u i'm typing this wihile closing my eyes. Srsly, can't look at blocks of text without tearing. It's freaking ridiculous and the thought of it makes me want to cry. But i won't. There are better things to cry about :)
Today was a bloody ridiculous freaking boring downright dumb day coz i wasn't in school and i want o talk to kaitsi liyu amos berns nick daryl and oh so many people. Contrary to popular belief staying at home does not equate to rest. I wish it was. Haven't been ill this bad a for a frakin' long time. Fever subsided alr but cough and flu awesome as ever. Maybe even worse. Polyclinic useless doctor conveniently avoids all questions i ask and gives me condescending nods a fake smile like a freakin' barney dinasaur gaylord and i'm like wtfrk doctors are supposed to be nice kind compassionate and.. not you. I find out the polyclinic has registered me as a poly student so i haven't been getting student prices for medicine and consultations for like foreer. Tmd Pap You Watch Out Next Election I Vote Majority WiN and you going down~
trying to read managa the whole freaking day but it's failing coz if ichigo doesn't kill the opponent in twenty pages i'm probably going to die first from staring at the computer screen. and urgh i bet mr kwok won't understand that i can't freaking do a his freaking term paper and i even actually tried to look at his notes and rummage through my brain and actually almost complete it but i'm more than half asleep all the time and i'm seriously damn freaking tiered the whole time and i can't bloodydo work. I love run on sentences.
Missed nick's birthday twice already, both last year and today. Guess hat makes mea bad friend, that i din't even bother tryingto go down. Damn, i do feel fked up. But whateve dude, happy birthdya, i've been there on two occasions to try and celebrate your bday, both of which i left early coz of my parents. Damn, i do feel damn fked up.
I'm going to tell all of you that i'm gonna screw work and go to sleep while desperately trying to finish my fking reflections for the bloody RD that all of our students deserve, so there. GOodnite folks, glad you actually bothered reading through waht really can only be considered as a rat. Wait. A rant. Yup, that's right. Rnaty doodle couldn't pay his rent, so he bent for the tent and in it went. Oh dear lord what the shit HAHAHAHAHOIQ:HFl;anglbi;ornb;JIOBNAONNIjigbo;eio;bn ieonbnbaifondg brb sleep.
and on other news, what exactly did that retard do in class again?
Today was a bloody ridiculous freaking boring downright dumb day coz i wasn't in school and i want o talk to kaitsi liyu amos berns nick daryl and oh so many people. Contrary to popular belief staying at home does not equate to rest. I wish it was. Haven't been ill this bad a for a frakin' long time. Fever subsided alr but cough and flu awesome as ever. Maybe even worse. Polyclinic useless doctor conveniently avoids all questions i ask and gives me condescending nods a fake smile like a freakin' barney dinasaur gaylord and i'm like wtfrk doctors are supposed to be nice kind compassionate and.. not you. I find out the polyclinic has registered me as a poly student so i haven't been getting student prices for medicine and consultations for like foreer. Tmd Pap You Watch Out Next Election I Vote Majority WiN and you going down~
trying to read managa the whole freaking day but it's failing coz if ichigo doesn't kill the opponent in twenty pages i'm probably going to die first from staring at the computer screen. and urgh i bet mr kwok won't understand that i can't freaking do a his freaking term paper and i even actually tried to look at his notes and rummage through my brain and actually almost complete it but i'm more than half asleep all the time and i'm seriously damn freaking tiered the whole time and i can't bloodydo work. I love run on sentences.
Missed nick's birthday twice already, both last year and today. Guess hat makes mea bad friend, that i din't even bother tryingto go down. Damn, i do feel fked up. But whateve dude, happy birthdya, i've been there on two occasions to try and celebrate your bday, both of which i left early coz of my parents. Damn, i do feel damn fked up.
I'm going to tell all of you that i'm gonna screw work and go to sleep while desperately trying to finish my fking reflections for the bloody RD that all of our students deserve, so there. GOodnite folks, glad you actually bothered reading through waht really can only be considered as a rat. Wait. A rant. Yup, that's right. Rnaty doodle couldn't pay his rent, so he bent for the tent and in it went. Oh dear lord what the shit HAHAHAHAHOIQ:HFl;anglbi;ornb;JIOBNAONNIjigbo;eio;bn ieonbnbaifondg brb sleep.
and on other news, what exactly did that retard do in class again?
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
i feel so fake on fb and twitter rofl rofl. sighz, my cough really isn't gonna go away is it. kinda miss sch, interacting with friends and shit. i know i'm ill when i can't look at the screen for more than 5 minutes without crying.
well, on to happier news. the tv program at the polyclinic is teaching me how to use sarongs as a defensive weapon, i find out that BB See from the noose is on twitter, and my history essays are untouched. that's right, happier news. you'd think given the ridiculous five (including tmr) day break i would have more than done my work, but no. fever ain't like that. cough ain't like that. running to the toilet tearing sneezing dying every now and then ain't giving me time to do work. can't take medication without being drowsy, can't wake up feeling better, can't live. i really miss sch. or rather, i really miss friends. stuck at home, and it ain't fun. i mean, i know i'm sick when i can't play DotA properly. Daim, that sucks.
i wish you'd send me smses asking if i'm fine, it makes me feel as though you care less about me than them. and honestly speaking, i wish that isn't the case. i ♥ those who express their care very much, but i wish you'd show more concern. heh, but things have changed, haven't they? (:
well, on to happier news. the tv program at the polyclinic is teaching me how to use sarongs as a defensive weapon, i find out that BB See from the noose is on twitter, and my history essays are untouched. that's right, happier news. you'd think given the ridiculous five (including tmr) day break i would have more than done my work, but no. fever ain't like that. cough ain't like that. running to the toilet tearing sneezing dying every now and then ain't giving me time to do work. can't take medication without being drowsy, can't wake up feeling better, can't live. i really miss sch. or rather, i really miss friends. stuck at home, and it ain't fun. i mean, i know i'm sick when i can't play DotA properly. Daim, that sucks.
i wish you'd send me smses asking if i'm fine, it makes me feel as though you care less about me than them. and honestly speaking, i wish that isn't the case. i ♥ those who express their care very much, but i wish you'd show more concern. heh, but things have changed, haven't they? (:
Monday, May 9, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
The stars shone in grandeur across the inky night sky, illuminating a miniscule forest cover. There, lay a boy by the name of Hook. Surrounded by overshadowing oaks, with Sabrina secure in his arms. Sabrina refused to let him go. Young love, defined by its ridiculous tenacity of will, only ever leaves its victims broken. This story is officially over LIKE A BOSS coz i'm getting incoherent budda budda boom >:
Right, i'd say that was a jolly good attempt at emo fic fail. Might as well write about today while i'm in the mood.
Well..
It was fucking awesome! Ya'know why? It's motherf- History Day!
Admittably, ms ng's lesson was gd, as usual. I nvr cease to be amazed by how she can teach new stuff every bloody lesson, now there's a stellar example of a teacher. Probably gonna be using all the source based skills she teaches in her classes and apply them in Big E's lessons, which already are useless, and beyond mediocre in comparison.
Not gonna rant on in that line of thought though, coz like i said, today was fuckin' awesome! Somebody had a shot too many, probably downed a pill or two as well. Can't even begin to express what the lect and tutorial was like. Gonna try anyway heh.
Lecture! Let's run through the notes as if my students students can't read. Hell yeah i'm frkin' awesome. Darn funny too, now that i'm at it. I shall point out specific students who aren't paying attention to me - how can they?! my slides are so comprehensive it's almost as though they're exactly the same as my notes that cost $81! Hooray for being useful, and GREEN.
Meh, ttly no mood to slam or kwote anymore. Freaking sick of life, but i know this will pass. As always.
Right, i'd say that was a jolly good attempt at emo fic fail. Might as well write about today while i'm in the mood.
Well..
It was fucking awesome! Ya'know why? It's motherf- History Day!
Admittably, ms ng's lesson was gd, as usual. I nvr cease to be amazed by how she can teach new stuff every bloody lesson, now there's a stellar example of a teacher. Probably gonna be using all the source based skills she teaches in her classes and apply them in Big E's lessons, which already are useless, and beyond mediocre in comparison.
Not gonna rant on in that line of thought though, coz like i said, today was fuckin' awesome! Somebody had a shot too many, probably downed a pill or two as well. Can't even begin to express what the lect and tutorial was like. Gonna try anyway heh.
Lecture! Let's run through the notes as if my students students can't read. Hell yeah i'm frkin' awesome. Darn funny too, now that i'm at it. I shall point out specific students who aren't paying attention to me - how can they?! my slides are so comprehensive it's almost as though they're exactly the same as my notes that cost $81! Hooray for being useful, and GREEN.
Meh, ttly no mood to slam or kwote anymore. Freaking sick of life, but i know this will pass. As always.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
As I pray, and wait upon the Lord
I know your grace and now i am restored
As i think of all you've done for me
A mystery of your love
Who walked upon the sea?
Who lived to die for me?
You, Lord
You, Lord
You Are Lord
As I look upon who I am changed
Though I fail Your faithful love remains
As I sing and worship you found again
No Words Describe Your Love
Who watches over me?
Who's love has covered me?
You, Lord
You, Lord
You Are Lord
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Almighty One
There is none like you
There is none like you
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