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Declaration

God grant me serenity to accept the things i cannot change,
the courage to change the things i can,and,
the wisdom to know the difference

In JESUS name,
AMEN

Tuesday, September 30, 2008


slpt at 1am last night,
and i finally completed my geog homework.

woke up in the morning,
feeling like a dead and motionless zombie.
i really felt like skipping school,
but since it is going to be my last chapel and pe lesson in fairfield,
and i have to bring the brownies and cookies for the "celebration"
i might as well just hack i with the dreadful atittude
and just go to school.

everything was as normal(no big who-ha during assembly).
only thing charmaine,dorcas and amber were kinda emotional during chapel.
which made me felt left out and
made me wonder either i'm too hard-hearted or they are just soft-hearted.
we were given a purple booklet after the chapel service.
its about some sec4 special stuff.
the booklet got some special message from our teachers.
the principle and VP chased the sec2s out of the hall.
haha losers.(piriorty to sec4s)
VP sang a song blahblahblah..
head down for pe.

was alittle hyped(dont even know if theres such a word,but who cares.my blog, my post)up for pe.
played frisbee with the 2F people.
they are ok.mostly the star player is the one bringing sucess to their team.
they are very cocky too.
thinking that they kept scoring means they are better den us.
i swear man, i hate these kinda of people.
the skills are not really there and theres no teamwork.
what more they do play rough.
they just barely pass the standard.
when it comes to playing in a super small field.
other den that, if they were playing in a bigger field,
they'll lost big time
(because they ALWAYS croward around the person and can only do short passes.
tip for those that are up agaisnt them for interclass.)
i didnt really play at my best standards, somehow i didnt feel like it.
(i'm not self-praising myself, but seriously man.i played super lax)
maybe i subconsciously know that its definately not worth,
playing all out and getting injured.
cause ultimately, they'll just start cursing n swearing.
that i played rough and all those crap.
i swear they are the weridest bunch of people i've ever met.
like ever since dorcas n chermaine join the game,
girls(sec 2F) starts throwing temper.
" this is making mad!", "i'm really really mad!"
like what man.
no sportsmanship than dont play.
dont spoil it.

oh you know whats the best part?
the fucking bitches(not refering to all, i'm not unreasonable)from 2F accuse me of stealing their friends disc.
(i found e disc 1week back but fail to return it to him because i pon school,
so knowing that they know each other, i PURPOSELY brought it to school and pass it to them.
*note.I was freaking carrying alot of things(brownies and cookies)when i arrive in school. I can just simply leave it at home and keep it for myself, since it was a ok quality disc.idiots.)
omgosh man.
do they actually think i'm THAT poor, THAT stupid and THAT pathetic?

to the bitches:
in case you dont know,
i'm rich enough to buy many more NEW and BETTER quality discs.
you'd think i would actually STEAL a pathetic disc?
you got to be joking.
grow up arseholes, and please use your brains.
if i'd really steal it, do you even think i'll bring it to school
and PURPOSELY bring it to the field and tell chris that i found his friend's disc?
obviously not right.dumb shits.
come on, work on your tiny little pea brains.
and you are definately pathetic.

shall i tell you something?
you are made up of,
0.01% of brains
( not refering to human brains but to the most stupid creature on earth. oh wait, only they got such brains. even pigs are better off. )
9.99% of useless material, stupidity, ugliness and a fucked up character.
oh, ouch.
the truth hurts huh. oh wells, its the REALITY. so get used to it.

you know, i would actually say more stuff to you if i'd the chance to "talk" to you face to face.
its just so disheartening that i wont get the opportunity.
or maybe i'll just be nice and spare you the agony. =)

young kids these days,
have wild imaginations.


oh wells, back to what happened to day.
during chinese lesson, i kept thinking of ways to make them suffer.
i told amber one of my ideas,
and i think she was taken back by it.
she kept saying i was damn bad and i shouldnt do it.
but i swear it was so tempting.
monsters like them have to be taught a lesson...
had art "celebration" during recess.
well at least my brownies n cookies were appreciated.
my efforts have not gone down the drain.
after school, went to queensway with
barn,jiaqi,sarah,shervin n jon
to get the class shirt done.
*note to all, bring 20bucks on thurs for class shirt.
came back to school and painted the design.
seriously why should i waste my time when i can spend the time i'd used to study?
simple reason,
people are selffish enough to only bother abt themselves
and somehow just want a class shirt to magically appear from thin air.

whatever it is,
i've done my part.
i'm not gona do anything else.
i dont wan unnessary trouble.




i had to use expletives.
the feeling was overwhelming.
(with everything happening, this thing just made it worse.)
dont blame me =)
better words than actions.

once again,every night its tears

10:05 PM