oday i just kept thinking..
"why __ and not __?"
and the obvious answer never did appear.
yay:D playing Mendelssohn Capriccio Op. 118 for the year end competition.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Mea5HGYWWI
go watch it! :))
mrs soh and gwong are not making my life any better. almost the whole class failed(less than 10 people passed?) cos everyone mugged for bio instead of math and mrs soh made us write an apology letter to our parents and a confession on how much time we actually spent on studying math. then when she returned the paper i checked through and its like.. all careless mistakes, and she didnt give me marks for the 10m graph question cos i wrote it in pencil. >:( so i did my corrections and rushed my farewell present(since handover was in 2h) then mrs soh saw me not looking at the visuallizer and she was like "one of the reasons why you never ever score in math tests is because you totally lack focus." and i didnt even fail the test.__. when 75% of the class failed? who is she to judge me.
and gw is just..frustrating. he shouldnt smile that often, really. cos dear mr chan gets annoyed at his smiley face. if you forgot/dont know how it looks like, it happens to be about the same as his msn dp, except.. with wrinkled skin and blusher i guess. actually..you can describe his appearance in just one word. nevermind what that word is, i'm sure he reads my blog. but he's really biased and childish. everything must go his way or he'll throw a tantrum. (which is why he chose __ to be __ because unopiniated people always give way to opiniated people) he goes for appearance and ranking. i feel like buying a baton for cws now cos only he can roll his magnificent eyes at gw. gogo cws!!
thank you wt, maymay, maine, ernie for being there on fri:)) especially may and charmaine, you guys really made my day. i dont think the seniors liked farewell very much.
the person i really need most now is someone that i dont need. maybe you're not that bad as i thought you to be, cos when you're not here with me i feel empty.
i realise that i dont like to be.. its a strange feeling. sometimes i really dont understand what i'm doing but i just have to keep moving on. and on. when i'm sad, japanese just flows in me like a way to vent my feelings. when i'm happy, i'm light-headed but my head is full of japanese. is this the same for any other language?
haha.
何時も同じな空の下で笑えるからさ, 12:37 am.