Sunday, May 17, 2009/2:49 PM
I'm so sick I nearly died coughing during lunch just now.
sheesh. I think I might have the H1N1 virus thing just because of how rotten I've been feeling. I wonder if the Ministry of Health of Singapore does checks on teenagers' blogs to find possible cases of the influenza.
I've been studying for my chemistry test while trying to land a double pirouette. I know you shouldn't try so many times otherwise you'll get too dizzy or whatever but I really really want to do it perfectly to avoid another confrontation episode with the bitch of the west on wednesday.
dear God, if you're out there, please let her show me some mercy on wednesday. you know what, I don't even know what I did bloody wrong. I was just doing the exact same thing everyone else was doing and she suddenly pin-pointed me and started shooting horrible remarks at me. WHY ME. goodness. and what was with all her last warning crap? WHERE WERE THE PRIOR WARNINGS? the whole reason for my anger is exactly that. on second thought, Dear God, let her be her usual self on wednesday. I'm ready for her crap.
I dare her to kick me or anyone of the dancers out of the dance studio, the one that she kept calling hers. I can't imagine my reaction now, but I'm pretty sure it'll be ugly. it'd be like kicking any dancer in the world of a dance studio for stupid accusations. I am sooo going to talk to my teachers about her and what she said.
the worst part about crying, is when the people around you go up to you and ask you whether you're ok. I mean, it's wonderful and all, but it just reminds you about how pathetic you are.
sheesh. I think I might have the H1N1 virus thing just because of how rotten I've been feeling. I wonder if the Ministry of Health of Singapore does checks on teenagers' blogs to find possible cases of the influenza.
I've been studying for my chemistry test while trying to land a double pirouette. I know you shouldn't try so many times otherwise you'll get too dizzy or whatever but I really really want to do it perfectly to avoid another confrontation episode with the bitch of the west on wednesday.
dear God, if you're out there, please let her show me some mercy on wednesday. you know what, I don't even know what I did bloody wrong. I was just doing the exact same thing everyone else was doing and she suddenly pin-pointed me and started shooting horrible remarks at me. WHY ME. goodness. and what was with all her last warning crap? WHERE WERE THE PRIOR WARNINGS? the whole reason for my anger is exactly that. on second thought, Dear God, let her be her usual self on wednesday. I'm ready for her crap.
I dare her to kick me or anyone of the dancers out of the dance studio, the one that she kept calling hers. I can't imagine my reaction now, but I'm pretty sure it'll be ugly. it'd be like kicking any dancer in the world of a dance studio for stupid accusations. I am sooo going to talk to my teachers about her and what she said.
the worst part about crying, is when the people around you go up to you and ask you whether you're ok. I mean, it's wonderful and all, but it just reminds you about how pathetic you are.
self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities.
I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.
read my lips.
they're watching.
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