argh...
haven been blogging for quite some times ehhs..
"studying" mahs
zzz

hmms.
monday had maths paper1 and lit..
maths.. quite ok larhs..
noe how to do most of them..[[i hope?]]
lit was.. ahem..
rather.. to me.. super difficult..
i tink i will flunk it..
aww..

after school took train to pasir ris to take 403 to see see der chalet with baoshan and janus..
hmms..
realised 1 thing..
dun ever take train or bus with baoshan and janus..
they can took make you super pai seh that you just wanna stand further from them and say..
" i dont know them"
yeaps..
went on the bus..
wanted listen to mp3 der..
but janus and baoshan took my mp3..
zzz
so was looking out of the window thinking bout things..
yeahs.. something that has always been there..
nvm..
arrived at the chalet..
baoshan is super eyes-got-stamp.
went to see..
blah blah blah..
okies..
i feel like fast forwarding..
on the overall..
monday was pretty fun..

tuesday.
had mother tongue paper 1 and SOVA
mt paper..
i write der ying yong wen until left 3o mins to write my zuo wen..
zzz
the 2nd cher in my class was mr ow..
argh..
zzz..
SOVA paper..
total crap..
dunno how to do..
instead of doing the paper..
i was looking at the train..
yes.. the train that moves everyday on that god damn track..
after school waited for baoshan..
zzz;..
den after that went home liaos lors.
played maple.
cus i was super sians..

nvm..
fast forward until dinner time..
korkor came home.
talked to mummy a while..
den he asked me this..
shan.. when u going chalet?
den i say 12,13,14..
guess wad he told me?
ARGH!
he is going ARANDA chalet on the 11,12,13
zzz..
i feel like killing him seriously..
he told me aranda full house for weekdays lors..
den now he tell me he booking weekdays..

so i asked him.. if wanna book now.
can help me book?
he points the middle finger to me..
yes..
in front of me..
and.
he's out again..
stupid brother.

but he can be quite fun and nice when he's in a good mood..
but not when he is in a bad mood..
okies larhs..
i wanna stop liaos..

maybe try go study a bit of geography..
buais!

These memories are playing like a film without any sound...