Just printed our my story for Speech and I wish so much that I had used the mask for the wolf instead of the bloody pig. But then again, most of the story is for the narrator to speak and speaking as the narrator while wearing a ridiculous grey mask is kind of dumb.

Physics homework is hate. Lol. (y'know when people suddenyl say, example: "Bubble tea is love"? xD)

I ran three rounds around my condominium today(: Which is: 3 x 400m = 1.2km AWESOMEEE. But it's pretty pathetic compared to what the rest of the class did. 3.3km. With only, what? 3 stops? They're so great at everything x) Kinda makes me feel proud to be in the same class.

Just after running, I was panting like crazy and my throat felt so dry from all the heavy breathing. The inside of my leg was BURNING and it felt like my muscles were tearing from inside out. Plus, my chest was like super pain too. I thought I was going to die like all those random people of the world who suddenly dropped dead after running. PoPo came along then and told me to walk with her. Then my calves stopped tearing itself. (:

My only worry is that tomorrow, when our PE teacher(not saying her name in case she does what our math teacher does to check for any bad gossip about her on the internet) asks us to run four rounds (or more, since our gym group didn't do anything last week or today), my legs will ache. We're going to get screamed at by her and even if we tell her our blur blur mistakes, she'll roll her eyes and be even more pissed off. Then, wellllll, it's D-day for us.

I will miss you guys so much when I die in the hands of her and hopefully, I'll get to float up to Heaven and watch you guys laugh and play in class. LOL. Okay okay. Enough bull shit for one post.

It's 9.30! D:

Oh my (swear word) gosh.

I don't know why but when I created the gmail account for the Saffy's Angel blog project, my blogger account email changed to the gmail I created. Not my other email account. Like what the hell?! Now I have to remember the stupid 1ssaffyangelsa@gmail .com emailllllll..................... And I'm not even sure whether Mrs Lim will be able to find my blog when she searches for the blogs. Crap):

I had a crummy day yesterday. Because it was the 26th of March. Hopefully, it was a good day for another person. But it was a bad day for me. A crummy one. But I managed to bring myself to do sian things like homework and more homework that I couldn't be bothered to on time until the 26th of March. Soo..

On the 26th of March, I:

-forgot to ask my parents to sign my report card
-forgot all about the parent-teacher meeting form
- didn't realize I had to buy my own cloth and cut it out before that day's home econs lesson
-had to stay back and stick up everybody's names high up on the wall for art
-had to have a late lunch at like, 4 o'clock.
-had to redo my entire sock puppet by the next day
-got scolded by mummy for using the entire afternoon doing "useless things"
-got lectured again by the same person for having 4 subjects lower than the class average
-had to write a magazine review on top of finishing my sock puppet
-got scolded AGAIN for not doing my chinese tuition homework, piano theory homework and japanese homework in the afternoon. (those are classified under the "useful things")

And a lot, a lot more but I won't bore you guys with my crummy March 26th.

Mummy just discovered a seriously bad blister in the middle of my left foot's big toe and second toe. The skin is like, torn. And it hurts a lot. She made me put cream on it. :l And then after that, she gave me a box of special coloured markers that can decorate t-shirts and pillows and stuffz. :D Which is great(: And also a big ball of pink cotton candy(: Not a fan of the pink part, but the cotton candy just totally overrules it. Pink balloon.

I am tired and sleepy and I just realized that this entire sentence was coming out in pink. Rawr. Who the hell cares anyway? It's the day after March 26th.

Have yet to create the blog for Saffy's Angel. We are all screwed. All my fault, yes. Nevermind. I'll create it tomorrow. Or today, it's 0.39am.


Today is the 21st of March. It's the equinox day(: So sun your eggs now till 11.58am and then take them in and make them stand at exactly 12 noon(: And surprisesurprise- I just so happened to have run out of eggs. My grandma just cracked the last one open today to eat because she was hungry. .... -_-''


Next week (28th of March) is the Earth Hour day! :D Off all your lights and live in darkness for at least an hour.
It's all for the sake of Mother Earth.


Mummy thinks I'm weird to be interested in these kinds of things. It's the EARTH, mummy. We should help, or we'll all pass away. Hmm. I'm being nice today, despite having a very crummy day. Saying 'pass away' instead of 'DIE'. Lol.


Last night, I made a very very pretty picture of fire using the little craftset for extremely busy parents who have no time to play with their children and so let this craftset save the day, getting their children engrossed into this bead play for hours and hours. It's the thing where there are tons of cute little cylindrical beads with holes down in the middle so that they can be stuck onto plate-like thingies with spikes covered all over the top surface so as to make a pixel-looking picture? Yeah, an then you iron it with some special piece of paper on top so that you won't over-heat the plastic and it'll melt too much and the pixel-looking picture will look melted-choclate-looking instead. Hmm, yeah.

Anyways, I made a pretty fire picture that I dare say, was proud of, then I went to the toilet and when I came out, I was greeted by a 'sorry' from my brother. D: He sat on it.

So I spent another hour, late into the night, and made another prettier fire(: and went to sleep. Woke up the next morning- Oh. Afternoon, sorry. Woke up the next afternoon and found it packed into a plastic bag with all the orange, red and yellow beads all over the place. What happened was that my maid, not knowing anything, kept it in the plastic bag for me and tossed it back up on the shelf and then thought she did something useful. ...

I watched some pirated movies and almost everyone of them had so-called happy families and their children secretly had some hidden talent in art and wanted to be an artist and this sort of thing was looked down upon by their parents so they shut up and did nothing. Why is being an artist looked down upon?! >:l

Ahahhh.... And as the title announces, I have finally realized my dream and crap, it sucks. Okay, it does not suck. It is my dream life~ But it's super hard getting there. Well, cause'.

I need millions of dollars. >.>

I WANT TO BE AN ARTIST AND HAVE MY OWN STUDIO WHERE RANDOM PEOPLE WILL COME IN AND BUY MY ART. And when I'm free, whip out my laptop to play Sims 2. ....

Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh. ): And the worst part is is that I really want it. I know because my stomach feels funny whenever I think about it. ); Okay, that's just weird but that's me. It's an urge, you see. It's that feeling that you get when you really want something and you seriously seriously want it now. Just x10.

Gaaah. OKAY. Enough talk about my ridiculous not-so-soon-to-be future. It's making me have that horrible feeling. :x

It's 0.02. I want to sleep but I WON'T. Not until I finish my last chinese gan xiang. The seven days book isn't that bad y'know. It's pretty awesome actually. I want to read more than just the first chapter but I'm so darn busy that I can't. >:l Busy thinking about stupid things in life and giving in to the temptation of Sims. >.> And, of course, homework. ....

I've been giving in to temptation a lot this year. I think I just lost all my willpower on the 1st of January this year. Maybe it's that Secondary school effect. In primary school, I had no problems doing homework. Now I can't even bring myself to walk towards the homework. It's all too sian for me. Heyy. I've said this before.

Tim is still awake. Now and then I realize that this kid is my flesh and blood. That sounded awkward. Usually in dramas they'd use that expression on their kids and not exactly siblings... Nevermind. Back to my warm feelings. He is my brother. He is my brother. Heh.(: -lalalala- It feels nice to have something/someone you want(:


Broken boats and toy hearts.

HULLO.

Hmm. Haven't posted in ages. Please don't stop tagging just because there's nothing new to read. >.>

Lots of things happened that I shall put down in points so as to not cause inconvenience. To me. Heh.

• I disected a pig's eye(: What. I hate pork.
• March holidays are here! Hmm. This could be a happy esclamation mark or a sad and angry kind of esclamation mark. I have no idea which because I'm not even sure whether holidays are good yet. Especially in the middle-of-school-years ones.
• Ugh. Y'know... Lots of homework.
• I'm obsessed with Sims. .__.

-groans- Seriously bad stomach crampssssssssssssssss. Thank God(thankfully) that the March Hols are here to replace school. Okay, I guess holidays are good.

I remember I had this whole paragraph of candid things I wanted to say here but I forgot. >:l Raah.

Kay, I took a quiz on my birthday and I think it's pretty accurate. Tell me if you agree(: I coloured the words that I thought were true. ;D

JUNE/;

Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.

Is the night black or blue? o.o?

School is boringgg.

Common test results are haunting me and so is Literature. GAH. Haven't read Saffy's Angel yet. And geog poem! Need to finish it!! Zhou ji too!! D:

I seriously can't bring myself to do any of these boring stuff. Not like in primary school when I didn't mind doing homework the whole day. Hmm. Must be why I just passed my chinese. Now all I can think about is school. No wait. All I must think about is school. If not I'll just fail everything, just like how I will probably fail history. Damn, I miss the holidays.

The days when I could do whatever I wanted and wake up whenever I wanted and the freedom to think whatever I wanted without being suddenly reminded of homework due the next day or projects I have absolutely no idea how to present.

Okay, forget about school for a second. It's making me jump from topic to topic and it feels so untidy. :l

Oh wow. I don't have anything to say that doesn't concern school. ):