Tuesday, June 1, 2010 // 9:52 PM
So much for being muddle-headed, trying to forget, wanting to forget. HAHA. It came back to me itself. Amazing memories. WTH. So much for trying hard to be dementia prone. FML.
It's damn embarrassing to play E-flat. My pitching sucks, even if it's on pitch, it sounds like a squeak. That's well, too bad for me. Everyone's been supportive. Everybody is encouraging me, so I'm gonna work harder. Jonathan said 'You take E-flat how many days only, of course like that lah.' Hopefully it's really because I'm not used to playing the instrument. It sucks to play, but produce noise that sounds like killing a chicken.
Oh damn, tomorrow's english oral. I'm prepared to do really badly. I'm gonna get another C for english for EOYs. I can't be bothered. It's killing/wasting my brain cells. I need brain cells to work on my other subjects. If I'm gonna get a 6 for english, I'll have to get 1s for every other subject, except chemistry. I need double math, EL, CL, combined humanities, Biology for L1R5. No hope for chemistry. If I'm not getting 8, I'm not gonna let it too far out from 8. If I get 1 C6 and others all are A1s, it's 11. Acceptable? Maybe. I hope I can achieve that kind of results, since studying is the only I seem to be able to doing quite well in. I'm never good at anything anyway. Well, I don't know what time's oral. It's pretty stupid. They only tell us whether ours is in the morning or afternoon. Not very clever. Tomorrow's mine dooms' day.
You're give a headache, a fever. My body is already reacting telling me I can't handle it anymore. I guess I'm just too stupid. HAHA... Laugh at my helplessness, pathetic to the max life. It's killing me. It really is. But still, I don't know why I can't let go, why I still love you. My head say yes, but my heart say no. FML.
PS. We should just die. GOOD MORNING BALTIMORE. *JOKE*
Tuesday, June 1, 2010 // 9:52 PM
So much for being muddle-headed, trying to forget, wanting to forget. HAHA. It came back to me itself. Amazing memories. WTH. So much for trying hard to be dementia prone. FML.
It's damn embarrassing to play E-flat. My pitching sucks, even if it's on pitch, it sounds like a squeak. That's well, too bad for me. Everyone's been supportive. Everybody is encouraging me, so I'm gonna work harder. Jonathan said 'You take E-flat how many days only, of course like that lah.' Hopefully it's really because I'm not used to playing the instrument. It sucks to play, but produce noise that sounds like killing a chicken.
Oh damn, tomorrow's english oral. I'm prepared to do really badly. I'm gonna get another C for english for EOYs. I can't be bothered. It's killing/wasting my brain cells. I need brain cells to work on my other subjects. If I'm gonna get a 6 for english, I'll have to get 1s for every other subject, except chemistry. I need double math, EL, CL, combined humanities, Biology for L1R5. No hope for chemistry. If I'm not getting 8, I'm not gonna let it too far out from 8. If I get 1 C6 and others all are A1s, it's 11. Acceptable? Maybe. I hope I can achieve that kind of results, since studying is the only I seem to be able to doing quite well in. I'm never good at anything anyway. Well, I don't know what time's oral. It's pretty stupid. They only tell us whether ours is in the morning or afternoon. Not very clever. Tomorrow's mine dooms' day.
You're give a headache, a fever. My body is already reacting telling me I can't handle it anymore. I guess I'm just too stupid. HAHA... Laugh at my helplessness, pathetic to the max life. It's killing me. It really is. But still, I don't know why I can't let go, why I still love you. My head say yes, but my heart say no. FML.
PS. We should just die. GOOD MORNING BALTIMORE. *JOKE*
grew up in a small town,
and when the rain would fall down. i'd just stare out my window.
Hi, my name is MELISSALOKQIANHUI.
I’m currently in BOWEN secondary school, in an awesome class 3e2/4e2
I’m a part of the Bowen Military Band
That’s all you need to know, really.
