Being a girl never felt so bad.

Just when I intended to live a "luxurious" lifestlye,the bad times have hit us.
Times are rough.

MY SUSBSITUTE ENGLISH TEACHER IS TOO COOL!
OUR FRIENDSHIP WAS SPARKED WITH ONE QUESTION.

"Teacher,are you enganged?"

I am thinking of becoming a subsitute teacher when I finish SPM now heheh!
But only if I get to teach like english or something because otherwise!
HAHAHAHAHA.

I'll just tell stories and talk about Chanel's latest line.
UNLESS ME AND NICOLE BECOME THE FACE OF THE LINE FIRST (:

Nicole has the best excuses to NOT attend school,seriously.

I hate the schools fried chicken now,ugh gross.

I'm gonna do yoga now and will then be teetering in school and grasping on to ALex's school bag for support as I mount down the staircases!

Merentas Desa today,was my first time being a quarter mistressing.
Honestly it's such an easy job (albeit hungry one)
butbutbut ours was just at the turning of Kayu Ara and we sat in Pn Noor Arbaiyah's car-her phone is so cuuuute by the way- and just talked and gave motivation.

I get a cert for looking pretty,hehehe!
But next year I'm going to run.

"WEI CHEE NEXT YEAR WE"LL GET TOP 5 OHKAY!"
"UHHHH,top 10 can ah???"
"WEI CHEEEEE!"
"OH KAYYYY TOP 5!!!"

at 8

baby












UH-MAN-DAHHHHHH

I'm not a narcissist-not always-but manda didn't liked the picture so we said "CROP IT"




our sexy photo

E.


Abangy

Kemuel

D

DADDY,oh yeah the scripts with me.

mandaaaa this one ahh? : D


LOOK AT EVERYONE,how vain


Lord Marcus Beaton you love my RESPECT cap


I am Serena.
Beck is Blair.
Alex wants to be Nate (hahahahahahhahahaha!) or was it Bart? (Bart dies la)
Marcus is Lord Marcus Beaton
SOPHIE,you can be Catherine!
Derrick is Chuck Bass.
Who is Jenny?

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY WHERE IS MY DANIEL HUMPHREY?!

post script 1#

I am an organised mess. touche

after about an hour of blog hopping I am finally focusing on my deabte.
why is my attention span of miniscule proportions?

there is a completely good reason why Ariff's biology project picture is on the scriptures of my blog.
UH see today D,didn't come to school so our Bio teacher kept waving it around and asking whose project it was. There was no name.

So I told her what I honestly thought.

"Teacher it's Derrick's. He passed it up earlier but today he's absent,"

So she scribbled his name on the back of the manilla card.

BUT whilst blog hopping a few minutes ago,I popped by Abangys blog to see what changes(or what overly priced Apple products he has purchased,just so I can mock him)
then I saw that.

and remembered. D's card was YELLOW.
uh-oh.


okay it's a little blur cos it was taken with my MOTO
(yup I've temp.-haha RY- switched it up with my BLACKBERRY,cos it's really difficult to use PLUS I haven't activated it yet so theres really no point of it otherwise)

I just want everyone to guess who the wittle Vietanamese baby,I just adopted,is.

hint:ASHELS "and you know I wonder where has all the cuteness GONE!"

which clearly means members of parliament,that we all know who the baby REALLY IS. if you're form DJ that is.

KAYS so debate finals are tomorrow and contrary to me feeling like this year is the ONLY year that I'm actually doing something with my life,I AM REALLY SCARED.
pretty sure Krishels will get best speaker again.
But I'm just really glad I AM BEING OCCUPIED heheh.

secret: as some of you may know...I have a little leather bound book which is my bucket list.

259. win debate finals.

"God I am selfish and do not deserve you but please grant me something to be proud of,"
If it does truly happen,I will be gob-smacked. I might even cry.

xxx.

well actually having a blog that a minority of readers read is actually quite satisying,by so I don't have to set my blog to private.
It kinda alrady is,hahaha!

Today during the later half of English,Azry walked in with a discontented face.
Being Pn Mag she quieried him and he said he had won 2nd place in the pidato competion,missing the trophy position by a form three girl.

SHAZ being shaz said: SHE HOT AH!
FUAD being fuad(yes he wasn't asleep): HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA! ya.

ironically it turned out to be one of our prefect juniors,under shaz's dept. back in the afternoon sesh days,KEAN LYNN.

motherchucker.

worst part was,it was the poor darlings birthday.
so while *inserts mod math teachers name,I really can't remember* was trying hard to control us we just burst out into the birthday song in the biology lab.
the entire 35 (atiqah MSSD,elena DEBATE,derrick ABSENT-attendance krishles (: ) of us.

it's times like these that I think despite the high competition,kiasuness,it is after all worth it to belong in 4 angsana.

D must come tomorrow.
It is a tradition,although I think it takes awhile to initiate traditions but whatever, that we blow D's eyelashes to make a wish.

winnings:BM finals,WIRA first-round (yeahp soph you got best speaker cos of Derrick hehehe)
english semis...

everytime we blow the eyelash it works! during BM finals kristal and I kept pulling at his eyes.
and we didn't blow it today and Azry got 2nd,but its' okay love!

speaking of Azry,if we do not get to do our performance tomorrow we will be completely saddened. as a class we put our time and all our heart and soul into it. please let us.

xxx.

I really want to talk to Marcus.
Sophie will we ever be satisfied by what we have?
Ry I need to tell you something.
JOYCE you kinda need to talk to me more.
Abangy! OC TIME!
MANDA PANDA,bonding through swensens!
ASHLES AND KRISTLES,bible time. they were showing me their fave verses today,me likey!

you,I have nothing to say.






going home I lazily looked out of the window,personally I hate looking at the side windows in my transport. namely cos its being blocked by the sun-blocker thingy and I hate that.

But today I squinted through it.

on the van; SORELLA.

it's like april fools come early but it was just a nasty joke to play.
I miss Sam even more

I'm going to fall asleep on Alex/rowan/Mal/Trina/kristal/Krish/Shaz/Derrick/Ashes or whoever I sit nect to tomm during add math.



stop

I can't sleep I don't understand add math and I'm not latino.
this can't get any worse,I woke up with a smile.


Your eyelashes work on debates,will it work on everything else.

I was lost in the arms of a stranger

My aunt ran away a month plus prior to the wedding. Our lives are all twisted,isn't it.

I'm sorry that I cannot be you but an apple is an apple and as much as it tries it can never be an apple. I'm sorry if you cannot bear to hear that,that you are embarrassed but I hope you aren't.

because I still love you,despite this all.but if only you would read this.









and you are of another country,another time zone. but a thousand miles a way but I look forward to writing to you everyday. only conversing about music and petty small talk,what do we know about each other?
but this drives me crazy and Ido,infact,feveriously think of you

would you be my valentine?

Is your favourite colour blue?
Do you always tell the truth?
Do you believe in outerspace?
And I'm learning you

Is your skin as tanned as mine?
Does your hair flow sideways?
Did someone took a portion of your heart?
And I'm learning you

And if you don't mind
Can you tell me
All your hopes and fears
And Everything that you believe in
Would you make a difference in the world
I'd love for you to take me to a deeper conversation
Only you can make me

I let my guard down for you
And in time you will too

If you don't mind
Can you tell me
All your hopes and fears
And Everything that you believe in
Would you make a difference in the world
I'd love for you to take me to a deeper conversation
Only you can make me

If you don't mind
Can you tell me
All your hopes and fears
And Everything that you believe in
Would you make a difference in the world
I'd love for you to take me to a deeper conversation
Only you can make me

ahhhhh I love this song so much,I've just listened to it for about of score of 17 times today.
I love localmusicindustry hehe!
(YUNA-deeper conversation)

ON a completely other note,
I really miss SAMBO PAMBO,last night I cried bitch.
Tuition is in two miuntes and I haven't done a single piece of work.

excuses,they never end.

When can the chucking up stop.

the skin on my toes are peeling and skin on my feet is raw.
but it's okay.


i will keep moving to.

my dear we're slow dancing in a burning room

how dare you say you're nothing to me,baby you're the only light I ever saw

my new obsession

I feel liberated.

truly