i'm not afraid; i'm moving on

What's on my mind:

" Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die "

Being Selfish Is A Virtue Too;

I'm liking this year, more and more.Odd, actually.Since most people don't like their classes and blah blah.I'm not being mean.Okay, think of me that way, I don't give a damn anyway.But can everyone just deal with it.Life is unfair, deal with it.You can't change the arrangement anymore, so change your views.I'm kinda annoyed with the constant complainings.It's getting sorta old.We're fifteen.Grow up.
I love every one of my teachers.They are not only nice.They are very very funny.I'm serious.My english teacher asks a question and answers it herself, with sarcasm.I just so enjoy the way she talks.And my math teacher is awesome too.People saying I got quite good teachers.To which I'm hugely grateful.Thank you, God :)
Divya didn't attend class at all.Argh.
But tomorrow, she's going to be with us like normal.We're about together for every class, except Geography.Since she didn't come, I'm sitting with Rosma baby for the rest of the term, I guess.Kausalya's been real nice.She got me a seashell with my name engraved from India.
Real nice; seeing as I have never given her anything.
I'll admit I'm extremely tired.And very pressured.There's so many things to do.However, I'm loving it.Not the pressure but I love the whole studying thing.
It keeps me occupied from thinking other things and trying to save the world, and all that.
Learning to be selfish, is harder than I thought.
Pink
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
There's a lot on my mind right now.Not just academic stuff.Lots of emotions running wild.I got to set things straight.I need to talk to someone and tell them things.They have the rights to know.
No one said teenage was easy;
But they didn't say it would be a jungle!
Why aren't I surprised?

Labels: Class, Decisions, Divya, English, Maths, Rosma, Stress

Tuesday, 5 January 2010,18:40 | comment | 0 comment(s)

P.A.S.S.

The first day of term 3 itself proved to be worth blogging about.Is it just me or is the drama in my life increasing rapidly? nvms.I spent the morning with Rashidha; That sweet lady accompanied me.LOL.Then, Mrs L gave us pointers and updates on H1N1.English was okay, but I was sleepy.I only managed 2hrs last night.Home Economics was the most fun.

Mr F joked a lot.While going through the safety measures, we came a across an acronym on how to use the fire extinguisher.

P.A.S.S.

P-Pull trigger

A-Aim low, not high

S-Squeeze handles

S-Sweep left and right

Just think, we're a bunch of teenagers hearing this.It painted quite a disturbing pictures.Hehs, however, we couldn't control our laughter.Also, cuz Mr F said it all without a hint of trying to be funny.We get to choose an elective for English, this term.So cool, I took Journalism.Hope I can get it.I came back home and slumped onto the couch.And snoozed till the evening.LOL.Tomorrow is coming.Oh well.I'll be ready.

Labels: Drama, English, Rashidha, School

Monday, 29 June 2009,21:08 | comment | 0 comment(s)

Nee Kobapattal...

Hello

Gosh, I'm in a pretty good mood.lol.Let's rewind and visit the whole day.

Day started with me going to school earlier than usual.Mum sent me before heading to work.First period was History.But Ms Yeo didn't come to school.So, we did a worksheet.Divya's teacher also wasn't around.She came into my class for a while.Later, Surya and I blast the music from my hp and sang to "Nee Kobapattal...".

MT was quite okay.Our entire class was damn solemn.Mrs T kept asking us what was wrong.Really don't know.Then recess was alrights.Made my way to Science.We had lab lesson.We handled elements.Ms N was quite pissed off with people who didn't bring their books.Lucky I brought.Hehs.

Geography was little stormy.I got told off for not completing a question, with the rest of my classmates.We did some games on Geography and then did our filing.Whilst my teacher was scolding someone, I quickly wrote out an english poem for the "Let's Talk" session.Art was boring.Argh.I had lunch wit Syafiqah and Kausalya.Rashidha and Divya weren't around.Sad.

I had English supp.My group was the only group that was ready for presenting.I read out my poem.Everyone thought it was nice, having been written by me.lol.Thank you, people.Hehs.After that, left for home with Ifah.I listened to my favourite songs at the moment.I'm loving my life, just the way it is.Long update for a weekday.Byes.

[Smothered, simply smothered]

Labels: English, Ifah, MT, Presentation, Surya, Syafiqah

Thursday, 19 February 2009,15:55 | comment | 0 comment(s)

Mahi-Ish

I have very little time, so I'm keeping in short.Today was quite a happy day.I loved it.I feel like Mahi today.So freaking lucky.lol.English was cut short due to photo-taking.Sad.Still, I'm glad.Cuz I hadn't prepared for the quiz.Then, Drama was rocking.Hazzie and I did an explicit improvision.Haha.

Maths was moderately boring.But managed to get past it alive.I answered a few questions.CT was free period.Didn't do much.Just walked around with Rohini.During lunch, had a small misunderstanding with Rohini.Which was cleared in less than 5min.Mrs T didn't come to school.So it was another free period.Syafiqah, Sanjeevi, Surya and I discussed our debate points.And got into sub-topics.lol.

Like blowing.Hahahah!!

Maths supp was okay.Considering that I was accompanied by Surya and Matin.They're great people to talk to.We talked about love, marriage, ambitions, studies, and pretty much lots of stuff.By the way, Priya akka got my a box of Ferraro Rocher.OMG!! I love her lots.And missing her real badly.On the way back home, Syafiqah was damn quiet.Whatever is on your mind, Syafiqah, don't ponder over it too much.Smile more.Just like what Boy Ka says.Hehs.

I had dinner at coffee shop with mum and sister.My sister is damn tired.She had auditions for sports' day.She looks so pale.But she still can play at the playground.Which is what she's doing now.lol.It was a fruitful day.Nothing to hate.And everything to love.Muacks.I love everyone who make me so happy.You guys are the best.

[Feeling like Mahi]

Labels: Ambitions, Drama, English, Love, Maths Test, Surya, Syafiqah

Monday, 16 February 2009,19:43 | comment | 0 comment(s)

A Diva Is A Female Version Of A Hustler

Hello.

I'm super tired from dance practice.But not tired enough to stay away from the computer.lol.Still, I have a couple of painful blisters on my feet.I'm chatting with Syafiqah at the moment.She recommanded me this hindi song.I'm watching it on Youtube.Very nice.

Today was weird.One way more than the others.Firstly, Mrs T didn't come to school.So MT was like free period.Quite odd, and we were just lazing around with a worksheet in hand.Argh.Science was as interesting as ever.I shall never hate Science.My lovey.Hehs.Recess run was quite fast.Cuz we ran pretty fast.I got to English in time.

Hmmm... English lesson.We got back our common test results.Cheryl, Mariyah and I were top in class.With a solid A1.Beautiful, ain't it? lol.Though Mariyah's was the best.The story was like a private section of her life.It was simple yet darn deep.I loved it.Haha.

Maths was irk.The news I got totally crap-ed my happiness of English.By the way, I was standing outside with Rohini and Ifah.Then Mrs K came by.I like bullying her.So I shouted, I can see your cleavage.You won't believe what happened.Ms C walked past.My English teacher.Ahhhh! It was so embarassing.I turned to the colour of beetroot.Hahahaha!!

Mrs L is the best.She gave us pizza treat seyy.Haha.I only ate two slices.Then rushed to dance.So vigorous.Like always.But enjoyed it nevertheless.Took the bus home with Syafiqah.I love Syafiqah&&Priya lots.Everyone do know that.Witness my love eh.Hehs.I'm going mad.But in a good sense.

Maybe I should change my blogskin.What do you people think? Do tag&&tell me.

[ A Diva Is A Female Version Of A Hustler ]

Labels: Dance, English, Ifah, Love, Priya, Rohini, Syafiqah

Friday, 6 February 2009,20:47 | comment | 0 comment(s)

A Song For A Day

Hi.

Sorry for scaring you people with my awkward confession post.Just couldn't keep it all inside anymore.lol.See! I'm my natural jovial, bubbly self again.I think.I woke up seriously early today.To accompany Harshvini for her audition for a particular singing competition.It took a long time.I was alone and I thought she needed more support.

Thus, I called Priya to come over.She is such a babe! Priya came right over in like 30min.Thank you so much! She kept me company.Harshvini didn't get in.Priya and I were trying to cheer Harshvini up, even though she kept saying she was "fine".

I'm feeling very weird.I think I'm going to complete my English homework by tomorrow.

Being constantly annoyed by my younger sister.Haizz... But then again, life ought be like that.I'm slugging for dance practices.Argh.Not that I hate it.I quite enjoy the feeling of being overly energetic.Though the only thing I miss is Labis.My cousins are going there.But I don't think I am.Sadd.No.Seriously.Sad.

As the new year is approaching, I'm EXTREMELY nervous.I wonder what Sec2 life has installed for me.But then again, I can wait.

It is a torture to think.So I shall stop.

Bye

Labels: English, Harshvini, Homework, Priya, Sec 2, Sorry

Wednesday, 10 December 2008,16:02 | comment | 0 comment(s)