I have a chinese test to study, I'm hungry and I feel like sleeping. BUT I have miles to go before I sleep, to quote Robert Frost.
I'm quite sure he didn't mean studying for a chinese test though.
I've decided, I'm gonna change my disorderliness. Or at least make an effort to file up my stuff.
HAHAHAHAH what an impossibility. ._.
~Heidi once again procrastinates~
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Monday, April 05, 2004
Home-coming Day was smokin'! Literally and figuratively speaking. Us badminton girls arrived to school in a bus, victorious (although C div lost, but lets just discount that, shall we?)
Seeing so many cars parked outside and in school, we sorta envisioned a grand entrance. (imagine everyone bowing to us and whispering to each other, "the badminton girls!! Whoa..."
So we didn't get the grand entrance hoped for, aside for a few curious looks at our backs "Xinmin Synergy". Hmpf. People just don't appreciate talent.
Today's entry is short, because I have dain bramage and can't seem to type what I want to say.
In other words, too lazy to do so.
My mom's always asking me what the heck do I do online. I can't tell her the truth.
"See mom, these quizzes are addictive. I'm testing to see what kind of kisser I am, as well as whether I'm a porno queen at all."
I think not.
I seem to have a rebellious streak in me. Even though I know sucking that lollipop in class was gonna get me scolded by teachers, I still did it, and was scolded by 3 teachers.
I didn't care. Or maybe I was just too greedy. Hum.
Today I was relating in class, the tale of my ex-maid slitting her wrist in the toilet and I burst out laughing. After a few moments of stunned silence, everyone went ballistic. And Mr Tan was appalled by my whole amused attitude towards the incident.
"It's a sad thing you know..."
I have a hunch 60% of the reason why my class laughed was because of my chortling at the maid's sad um...story. And the rest of the 40%? Oh well, it really was quite funny, the whole thing. Teenagers these days, no sense of compassion.
~Heidi battles hormonal overloads~
Seeing so many cars parked outside and in school, we sorta envisioned a grand entrance. (imagine everyone bowing to us and whispering to each other, "the badminton girls!! Whoa..."
So we didn't get the grand entrance hoped for, aside for a few curious looks at our backs "Xinmin Synergy". Hmpf. People just don't appreciate talent.
Today's entry is short, because I have dain bramage and can't seem to type what I want to say.
In other words, too lazy to do so.
My mom's always asking me what the heck do I do online. I can't tell her the truth.
"See mom, these quizzes are addictive. I'm testing to see what kind of kisser I am, as well as whether I'm a porno queen at all."
I think not.
I seem to have a rebellious streak in me. Even though I know sucking that lollipop in class was gonna get me scolded by teachers, I still did it, and was scolded by 3 teachers.
I didn't care. Or maybe I was just too greedy. Hum.
Today I was relating in class, the tale of my ex-maid slitting her wrist in the toilet and I burst out laughing. After a few moments of stunned silence, everyone went ballistic. And Mr Tan was appalled by my whole amused attitude towards the incident.
"It's a sad thing you know..."
I have a hunch 60% of the reason why my class laughed was because of my chortling at the maid's sad um...story. And the rest of the 40%? Oh well, it really was quite funny, the whole thing. Teenagers these days, no sense of compassion.
~Heidi battles hormonal overloads~
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