Have been neglecting my blog like a mushroom. Ok that made no sense wtv. I really hate it when i plan to blog about so many stuff in my head, and then when i finally decide to blog, it goess poof and all the inspiration is gone trololol. I HATE SCHOOL btw. i hate QA, i hate log, i hate log graphs, i hate macbeth, i hate physics (since forever), i hate chinese, i hate history *_* , i hate....... OH I HATE PROJECTED SCORES.
So i came back to singapore, took my polynomials test, got an A. And then mrs hong told me, i was going to get a projected score *_* Which is just probably taking our class average score, that is 19, to replace my bloody A. hello wth?!?!?! ok i am bloody freaking sad ok. And plus they're doing this cause they think there is a possibility that people have given me questions and i cheated and so on. LIKE WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?! do i look like such a person that would do that! And who in the right mind can memorise all the questions, you tell me!!! Damn pissed + Damn sad ok. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Anyway, symposium is next monday. And its official. me,abigail,angelina and vivian going for breast enlargement. Siyu didnt manage to book it )": I caaaaant wait to see who actually signed up for it and im serious. I cant even imagine what we are going to do there. erz..... China people coming in a few days, so freaking lucky they are staying in kallang hostel instead of my home HEHE.
Hmmmm,New seating plan is out and im stuck with 3 guys from left to right. What happened to rachel sitting beside me ah?!?!?!?! Joshua's birthday is next tuesday hahaha, and i have abso no time to get a present for him.......... so, too bad Joshua LOL. Im totally not insisting on getting a present for you that costs over 300-400 bucks. Yeah you've repeated it so many times i can memorize it already. B t w i hate joshua, and jeffery, and leon. ok. hehe. Ok whatever, i cant think already. BREAST ENLARGEMENT FTW.
Why must humans aim for a sense of perfection? Its like telling yourself you're ugly and putting a whole load of make up on yourself trying to impress others. Why must life forever be perfect for yourself? Why are we born trying to make everything the most perfect for ourselves? im too tired of this perfection of everything. Tired of doing the best i can do, tired of entertaining, tired of thinking about others, tired of socializing, tired of every single fucking thing. Guess its just weird. Perfection kills. Who are we living for? For yourself? what if, just what if you decided that you dont want to stay on with this anymore.
