Graduation high tea was crap. Okay, I admit I wasn’t as keen as those who were thrashing the dance floor, but I still thought it wasn’t as good as it would have been if we had graduation NITE instead. I spent the whole morning watching VCDs and ended up being late for meeting my friend cuz my hair wasn’t really smiling today. Bad hair day, I guess. Then the heels which weren’t giving me any problem at all for the past few days were grinding at my ankles, trying to chew them off on the way to the Hilton. Got a few weird stares (from people who thought I was completely out of my mind) during the high tea. Food was okay, especially the very sinful cheesecake (haha I only had 1 piece). The MC was terrible at motivating people to play his games and I was practically bored to tears. Took photos and photos and photos, then I came home. This is so freaking lame. Lamest day of my life.
Chucking that aside, I’m still worrying about what I’m going to do next year. I have no direction, no passion for anything, no ambition whatsoever. I’m practically darting round nooks and crannies like a headless cockroach. Besides, I don’t even have enough choices to fill in the 12 options given. Pathetic. I’ve thought about many things, and things are getting wordy and obscure, so… I don’t know. I’ve only got myself to blame, if I had to, for not doing my utmost to secure a peaceful post exam rest without worries. Sh*t.
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
The first cut is the deepest
The First Cut Is The Deepest
I would have given you all of my heart
But there's someone who's torn it apart
And he's taken just all that I had
But if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know the first cut is the deepest
But when it come to being lucky he's cursed
When it come to loving me he's the worst
I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
And I'm sure going to give you a try
And if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest
I would have given you all of my heart
But there's someone who's torn it apart
And he's taken just all that I had
But if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know the first cut is the deepest
But when it come to being lucky he's cursed
When it come to loving me he's the worst
I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
And I'm sure going to give you a try
And if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know
The first cut is the deepest
Monday, November 22, 2004
Shoe shopping
Went shopping again today with Mum and Dad, this time to get my shoes. I admit it isn’t easy to look for a decent pair of shoes for me cuz I have big feet and I was looking or a white pair of shoes. But with my parents around (a shopaholic Mum and a tag-along Dad), my problems were solved in a jiffy. Love ‘em.My Mum advised me to BITE my shoes so that they wouldn’t ‘bite’ me back. What a weird analogy and besides, it didn’t taste that great.Down to a pair of shoulder dusters. I guess I’m gonna get that tomorrow, plus teach Jane a thing or two on the guitar.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Shop till you drop
Aching all over after a full day of shopping for my stuff. Went to Wisma Atria, then walked to Tangs, then to Lucky Plaza, then Takashimaya, then back to Wisma again. Definitely a crazy ride, but I’m pretty satisfied with my reap today, except I couldn’t get any shoes cuz I wear size 9 (Goodness). Still missing the Coffee Bean coffee I didn’t get to drink. So sad, adding a few blisters to that. Shopping plan part II starting tomorrow. Felz called me on the way home to tell me that she met James Tan at the Zone Presentation Ceremony. Aiyah, people got stead liao, snatch for what. Anyway, i cannot so hua xing ok?
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
History over!
Huge stone off my chest after the History paper today. Okay, I didn’t study for the source-based and I don’t understand it at all, but who doesn’t get through source-based? Well I’m a little complacent now, but it’s true. Studied for China Under Mao, World War 2, Russian Revolution and none of that came out. Definitely a waste of brain cells. Things are finally looking up for my life.
Saturday, November 13, 2004
The rich and the poor
My aunt landed herself in hospital after suffering from a cut on her head while packing her school library cuz the school’s moving. Hope she’s alright, cuz I’m too stressed up to go see her. Still trying the method I used to study Social Studies for my History (which is to diffuse the info in) and it’s obviously not working, that’s why I’m here.
At least the one thing I can get off my chest is the class chalet, cuz it’s been finalized already, courtesy of Mrs Chang. Feel real bad cuz she’s always the one booking for us. Haiz…
Been dreaming of him for the past 3 nights. Yes, go ahead and say I’m mad, cuz I am. Was chatting with a family friend in the morning while cooking lunch and she was lamenting on how her cousin, who’s a university graduate, chose a guy who’s jobless to marry. I mean, it isn’t all about the money, right? HE ain’t the least rich, but I’m still here.
At least the one thing I can get off my chest is the class chalet, cuz it’s been finalized already, courtesy of Mrs Chang. Feel real bad cuz she’s always the one booking for us. Haiz…
Been dreaming of him for the past 3 nights. Yes, go ahead and say I’m mad, cuz I am. Was chatting with a family friend in the morning while cooking lunch and she was lamenting on how her cousin, who’s a university graduate, chose a guy who’s jobless to marry. I mean, it isn’t all about the money, right? HE ain’t the least rich, but I’m still here.
Tuesday, November 9, 2004
Caught in the middle
Half the examinations gone, the other half coming straight up. Still pondering on how to study 4 of my worst subjects in a week. The thought of my English paper is just bringing me down, and i still can't believe i actually freaked out during a paper i could score the best in. Freak...
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