11 February 2007

.. 16:11 hrs


but there's still tomorrow
forget the sorrow
if i could be on the last train home



read my archives again, revisited my past& realised i can no longer write like i used to.
what a fucking pail of cold water that must've been.
hmm i got all the A1s i expected myself to achieve save for Chem.
had another A1 in the form of geog, so that was something good too.
i realised with much content that i prolly managed to get myself an A1 for lit but a B3 for SS (i wrote crap, of that im sure) so it averaged an A2.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH now im super tempted to cross over to the LIT SIDE.


now life's a blatant drab.
wish i could do something about it, though
like collecting brushes in various sizes& then painting a random, horrific picture of colours all over my canvas.

i stayed up damn late last night talking to my angel lar, so dua pai !
today when chengwei called i was all "i want to sleep" when he asked what i want for vday.


time i rid my life of circumlocution ?
anyway, i spent about an hour dawdling on this entry.
im forever like that, i blog a whole chunk of shit, read it all over, &decide to start from scratch, (repeat series about a thousand times)


XOXO