Entry 67
Saturday, July 10, 2004

well. things are great seemingly. our stp project is getting on very well. we have finished it and now, we have little more to see gizabelle than in science lessons. seems like many people agree with my previous entry. ahaha. i wrote that out of pure spite and anger, yeah. so i dont really know what i was writing. my fingers had lives of their own back then. ahaha. lame. i know.

hmmms. revision for me is beginning today. and somehow, with the official closing of all stp projects, i am more relaxed and thus able to complete my third language and other assignments and tests. i regretted being a slacker. .. argh. oh wells. there is no point in crying over spilt milk. thus i shall work hard from now on to make it. i am blabbering crap. i always do.

school is fine. seems like one of my god sister is having some after effects of a break up. she kept on commenting how weird it felt. and well, i kind of know how it feels. hard to imagine. but it is painful, even though your loved one hasnt been kind to you much. xinmin's worrying me though. she and all her activities seems to go against her, in a sense. i mean, when i once heard her timetable, it was so packed and crammed, it makes total sense that she hasnt been doing her assignments on time at all.

did i say school has been fine? well, not quite. there has been some, well, glitches. and it has been bad glitches. i shall keep it all to myself. and shant blurt about it all too much.

daphne came to me that day and asked about my hatred towards loon; name changed to allow anonymity. hello? i dont ever want to try hating people. but if they force me to, i shall hate them. i mean, i dont mind being friends with loon, but his attitude totally pisses me off. and he seems to have a believe that he is powerful. powerful? in a pukish sense? if thats the case, then i dont mind agreeing. seriously, he is those moronic bastards who are pathetically weak and only know how to threaten people without revealing his identity. and he can jolly well fuck himself to hell. he thinks just because he is so big and strong and in a cool clique, that puts him above others? dont try to suggest, please.

i am writing this entry a few winks after waking up. shall go have breakfast and a bath before heading for third language classes and my revision. cheerios!