first daughter

a few minutes ago, i was watching this very nice fairy-tale like movie and like all fairytales, the ending was a happy one. dun get me wrong, its not like i've never watched such movies but den the ending sorta caught me by surprise. especially the music they played when the names of the cast and production came up. its so magical i guess. i just layed on my bed and enjoyed the song. was really good.

or maybe i was just feeling too sick to move or sth as stupid as that. anyhow, suddenly i feel all cold and weak even though my living room is a secondclass sauna-like area and the freaking fan is blowing in my face. i feel as if my eyes are gonna pop out any second. it doesnt help when my teeth feels like its gonna be knocked out any minute as well. for goodness sake, i'm having soccer training tmr and my ankles still give me the loose feeling. maybe, just maybe, i'm not suppose to turn up for sch! x)

okay. i also reflected on my results and i realise that my grades looks like a string of "F"s at a glance. upon further scrutinization, there is a ? in one of my grade area and that represents my econ's grade. the teachers din wanna tell us how they calculated the marks, so up till now, i'm clueless. i dun even have a tinge of hope! ugh!

i have a stiff neck now from the movie marathon i had on saturday. i feel like dying man!

shoot me somebody.

/-11.55pm


discovered unknown

hahahahahah. i'm so proud of myself today for idunnowhat actually. i'm just happy.

so after mass, my bro brought the whole family to jurongpoint and i tell you, that place is good! we were like martians there okay. ate in crystaljade and i had my long awaited hotandsoursoup. whoa, that kinda feeling is better den drinking tenthousand litres of coke! caught fantasticfour and it kinda rocked. so yah.

am home with nothing to do. okay no i shall rephrase that, with nothing nice and interesting to do. i could have bonded with my notes and books but my brain just doesnt feel like it. again, another direct rejection of intelligence by my trusty self. i should just die if this procrastination continues.

okay, my mum is back with chicken porridge!

- eat mor chicken-

bye.
/-7.04pm

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