wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
today was supposed to be a good day to rant because i was in a superduper foul mood. but, i cheered up tremendously after seeing this superduper cute bread at breadtalk. i think i will go and buy another one before i fly off on sunday.
in case you've been living under a rock for the past few days, i'll be leaving singapore for lovely uk on sunday. please do not come and send me off. sleep is more important.
i kind of dread going away. a lot of things can happen in two weeks. and i dont want to come back to see everything change. and of course, anything can happen on a plane as well. and i really dont want the plane to crash or something.
i hope i can meet peter crouch. or xabi alonso. or miki roque. or anthony le tallec. but, they will be in switzerland i think. sigh. if only the charity, oops, sorry, the community shield is held at wembley. then, maybe, just maybe, i might get a chance to bump into them at the airport! but, alas, stupid wembley stadium has yet to be completed. so, i will never get a chance to bump into them. unless they come cambridge for a friendly or something. gah.
i lost all inspiration for my mini-project, by the way. oh, well, who cares la.
and the school is so freaking screwed, i tell you. they tell us to make choices when we dont have to choice. they expect us to have four hours of protected revision time when most of us end school at 1705. like, i take 1 hour to go back, 1 hour to bathe&eat, 2 hours to do my tutorials. by the time i start revising, it will be really at the eleventh hour.
and, tell me, whats the use of putting a string through the blouse when the edge of the blouse must be at your waist? we might as well just tuck in the stupid blouse, right?
also, i dont wish to obtain a freaking scholarship. nor do i wish to obtain 4 As for my promos (though i will be very happy if i did). and i think a school should be run like a school and not like a big business company.
on a brighter note, my teacher thinks that i'm bright.
but, if you think about it. its not my school that is freaking screwed. the whole education system is freaking screwed.
and i'm really really really sick of studying. gah.
then we wouldn't have to wait so long.
today was supposed to be a good day to rant because i was in a superduper foul mood. but, i cheered up tremendously after seeing this superduper cute bread at breadtalk. i think i will go and buy another one before i fly off on sunday.
in case you've been living under a rock for the past few days, i'll be leaving singapore for lovely uk on sunday. please do not come and send me off. sleep is more important.
i kind of dread going away. a lot of things can happen in two weeks. and i dont want to come back to see everything change. and of course, anything can happen on a plane as well. and i really dont want the plane to crash or something.
i hope i can meet peter crouch. or xabi alonso. or miki roque. or anthony le tallec. but, they will be in switzerland i think. sigh. if only the charity, oops, sorry, the community shield is held at wembley. then, maybe, just maybe, i might get a chance to bump into them at the airport! but, alas, stupid wembley stadium has yet to be completed. so, i will never get a chance to bump into them. unless they come cambridge for a friendly or something. gah.
i lost all inspiration for my mini-project, by the way. oh, well, who cares la.
and the school is so freaking screwed, i tell you. they tell us to make choices when we dont have to choice. they expect us to have four hours of protected revision time when most of us end school at 1705. like, i take 1 hour to go back, 1 hour to bathe&eat, 2 hours to do my tutorials. by the time i start revising, it will be really at the eleventh hour.
and, tell me, whats the use of putting a string through the blouse when the edge of the blouse must be at your waist? we might as well just tuck in the stupid blouse, right?
also, i dont wish to obtain a freaking scholarship. nor do i wish to obtain 4 As for my promos (though i will be very happy if i did). and i think a school should be run like a school and not like a big business company.
on a brighter note, my teacher thinks that i'm bright.
but, if you think about it. its not my school that is freaking screwed. the whole education system is freaking screwed.
and i'm really really really sick of studying. gah.
then we wouldn't have to wait so long.
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