Today was yesterday's tomorrow,

This time, I dare you. To fight for me and prove me, that those 3 words aren’t just words, but actions.

Remember, ACTIONS SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS.

Mas masaya sana kung walang nakikisawsaw sa relasyon ng may relasyon.

Tapos, pag ipinaglaban mo naman na ikaw yung dati, ikaw pa yung nag-mukhang “slut” or “bitch”.

I really dont know what to feel nowadays. I feel so in between, not many who promised to be there for me are there for me again. 

/sigh.

Tomorrow’s e big day, marching in the contingent which would be broadcasted all over Singapore. 

/stress/

i just hope i wont screw up or faint, really. that’ll be embarassing. VERY.
WHOOOOPS.


OKAY,

Toodles€€€€€! 

Bitch, it hurts.

Do you really think that I can manage you all the time? Do you think that it’s easy to forgive you although what you did hurts so much? Physical pain is alright to me, but really stop bitching. When people practically bitch about you, you’re not happy. But you’re bitching infront of me and I can’t take it. You’re in a bad mood and everyone has to get affected by it. FML okay. Just… ugh!

So since March, my Saturday’s have been taken up by NDP Rehearsals. If you ain’t Singaporean, well, it’s the Independence Day here and I’m marching with alot of others from other contingents. Although we have to stand straight for a realllllllllll long time, I guess it’s still fun and cool. Met tons of awwshum people in St Johns. Whoopwhoop.  TOODLES.

So since March, my Saturday’s have been taken up by NDP Rehearsals. If you ain’t Singaporean, well, it’s the Independence Day here and I’m marching with alot of others from other contingents. Although we have to stand straight for a realllllllllll long time, I guess it’s still fun and cool. Met tons of awwshum people in St Johns. Whoopwhoop. 

TOODLES.

HOCKEY

We played Hockey for PE just now and it’s been years since I last touched a hockey stick. And frankly speaking, I NEVER had the touch for it. But today seemed different, I could play Hockey quite well without screwing up. Whoopwhoop. It was really fun as I rarely bond with the other clique of the class. So yeah, that was PE all about.

I practically only ate a slice of pizza for lunch yet I’m full like a g6.

qwertyuiop. What’s wrong my dear tummy? :(

Last week, my school organised “Racial Harmony Day”. Since Singapore has 4 main races, such as Chinese, Malay, Indian and Western. Our school had a dress up competition were the most number of people wearing ethnic costumes would win. You know what, my class had 27 people! Class spirit yo. It was a great experience overall, but Malay Costumes is H-O-T like a g6. I wouldn’t mind having the same experience, it was fun. :) Oh and I love my class. (I’m wearing orange btw.) and and, thanks @http://charmainewheee.tumblr.com/ for the pictures!