i'm feeling so crappy. i dunno why. today wasn't bad at all. i just feel down. for some reason. not in the mood to post. i'll probably just delete this. oh, who cares.

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i'm gonna have to watch some musical broadshow tomorrow. i already told my mom that i wouldn't watch it. she bought the ticket anyway. i'm gonna fall asleep anyway.



tomorrow is leena's birthday. yesterday was preccy's birthday. i have to buy presents. aiyeee. never mind. i love them anyway (:



i lost my maths textbook. it's really embarrassing cos samantha took a permanent marker and wrote behind on the cover: PATRICIA'S BOYFRIENDS. then she wrote names of guys. (i won't say any here) none of them were my boyfriends. and even if i HAD boyfriends, i would limit myself to ONE. anyways, i lost the textbook on that day. *dying*

soooo. i haven't bought a new textbook. but i really really need to find my old one. i can't just leave it lying in a place where people can read what's written behind it! embarrassing.



i like this song: what sarah said- death cab for cutie

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i'm not really supposed to be doing this now, but anyway.

today was really freaky. brenda and i were taking pictures for the award thing and we were kneeling and sitting on the floor.

(note: if you are a guy, PLEASE LEAVE.)

after taking pictures, the awardees sat really close to us. then i had to stand up to give the camera back to mr yeo. brenda told me that the guys were whispering 'blood, blood,' and they were pointing at the spot i was sitting.

OKAY. IF YOU'RE A GUY, LEAVE NOW.

and when i got back, the guys all scooched over away from me. more like, AWAY FROM THE BLOOD. and brenda was staring at me. then she told me that it was leaking. i was all 'OHMYGOOODDDDDDDD' please. it was so embarrassing! we were whispering and whispering and whispering.

i saw blood on brenda's shoe and knee. and she was like 'eeeww patricia!'

then i saw it.

THERE WAS A FRIGGIN CUT ON HER KNEE.
she like, scared me half to death. i was DYING of embarrassment.

okay. anyway. good thing it wasn't me.

yay (:

"I'll be just fine, pretending i'm not, i'm far from lonely and it's all that i've got."

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love is patient. love is kind. it does not envy. it does not boast, it is not proud. it is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrong. love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. it always protects, always hopes, always perseveres. love never fails.

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well. i'm so sad. i know why i am. well, you can not know why you're sad at times. but i won't type it out. for a cause.

anyway. i'll switch to happy happy mood.

my dad just got home from his soccer thing. i hadn't talked for like AGES. so when i saw him, i said "hi dad", and my voice was all high and squeaky and low and stuff. not a very good description but anyway. you get it, right?

my voice is BREAKING!!!!!!!!!

hahha. nah, it isn't. but it sounds like it is. hahah. something wrong. aahhh. i gotta get over it.

today, i had h&f. it's not as boring as i thought it would be. it's actually fun. i like the shirt (: anyway. there wasn't any BB so i couldn't annoy mao jie. waahh! i can't annoy him next week cos there's this cross-country thing. i don't have to run!! woooohoooo. i don't have to cos i'm in-charge of doing stuff. helping out. y'know.

when cca ended, i went to tpc with benjamin (kee) to buy stuff. hahhaa. and there was this person who was smsing me stupid stuff and we kept laughing and laughing and laughing. hey, it was funny ok. anyway. benjamin pours his coffee into a plate and drinks it from there. straanngge.

my sister got home around 8. with NEWS. her school (whitley) got 800 free tickets to the click five concert. and she just had to submit a stupid piece of paper with her stupid name on it and give it to the stupid chairperson to get a stupid ticket. and she got a ticket!!!!!!!! fish. the person in-charge of the ticket thing had 'connections' and he's pretty close to my sister so he gave her a free backstage pass. what the fish. and she didn't get me a ticket!!!! what the fish.

she could've ASKED someone who wasn't interested to get me a fishing ticket!!! i gotta chill. BUT THIS IS THE CLICK FIVE!!! damn. she has a backstage pass. she's gonna see the hot dude. oh man oh man oh man. i wanna strangle her. i wanna see the hot dude!!!

it's so sad. wwaaahhh!!!! moommmmyyy!!!!!!!!!!!

my dad said i could go. but when i asked him if he would pay for my ticket, he was all, 'FAT CHANCE!!!' omigod. he's so eville. i swear. it's so unfair!! my sister gets to go. so what if it's free? SHE STILL GET'S TO GO AND SHE HAS A FISHING BACKSTAGE PASS. grarrr. never mind.

i'll tell her to take a picture of the hot dude. he's so hot *melts*. and she so so so so so has to get his autograph!! and the rest of the band, please. i'm excited. i'm obsessed.. nah. WHY DOESN'T FISHING BEATTY HAVE 800 FISHING FREE TICKETS????? man. people from beatty should go tryout for the dance dance shit thing.

i regret not going to whitley. seriously. i swear!! it was one of my 6 choices. damn. i should've should've gone to whitley!! then i could get a backstage pass, hopefully? SHE HAS FISHING SOURCES. man. unfair. super. duper. fishing. unfair. GRARRRR. at least i'll get the hot dude's picture.. and signature.

yayyy :]


i wanna drift away with YOU...

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haha i took a test thingy. I'M GONNA DIE AT 86. well. that's too old. i'm bored. boring sunday. school tomorrow. damn. i have to wake up early. damn.

more tests!

man i'm such a loser. actually i'm KINDA COOL. blah. more! more! more!




oh puh-lease.

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HAPPY APRIL FOOLS' DAY!

i don't really celebrate april fools' day. i'm not the prankishish kind of person. heh.

anyways. i finally know how to change the time and date for the post. haha. jeremy's wantching zathura now. isn't it like jumanji 2? i don't really know.

i had fuun yesterday. haha. i was in school for cca. we don't really HAVE to stay inside the PE store room or anything. we can do ANYTHING we want to do. seriously. ANYWAY. starnia and i were walking around school and laughing at the uniformed groups. i know, it's mean, right? haha. all the command thingys were in malay and we couldn't understand them. and they sounded REALLY funny.

i also stood in front of mao jie to pressure him while he was listening to shun kai. haha. i do that to take revenge cos he annoys (SO MUCH--you don't wanna know what he did and what he does) me every single day. i can only annoy him back on fridays. during boys' brigade. HAHA.

then after that, i was with yu ling and starnia. starnia was with juanne. and juanne was with ivan? i dunno. i think they're *eherm*. juanne and ivan, i mean. they just keep denying it! it's so blah. i mean, it's so obvious that they're already THERE. and we ALREADY know the truth.

but i don't know why yu ling and i like to bug them about it. haha.

oh yeah. before cca there was this chinese class. and my friends made me stay in the class. it felt so awkward. the guys were like, "EH HOW COME GOT ONE ANG MO HERE AH?"

oh please. i don't even LOOK caucasian. they like annoying me. it's SUPER ANNOYING.

i'm SO gonna get back at them. i just don't know how. :

"love is a burning thing."

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