I can't believe i'm Me. seriously.
how can I be so fickle-minded? falling in and out. how is it possible?
I tell myself I can't do this to Me and everyone else that loves me but I can't help it.
Worse still, I can't stop thinking. I wish I knew what t do.
At first I thought it was something I'll joke about and get over with. Now, it seems to be becoming more realistic, getting outta hand. why?
I thought I had total control of this. God.
To add or not to add? to subject myself to this or not? I told myself that I hate people who do this but now in turn I'm e one about to do it.
Self control? How?
On a brighter note, school has been pretty ok (: like, lessons after lessons sitting w e same ol' girls then finding my 'sisters' during break, admiring e 'view', then gg back t class t daydream.
ahh. Life's such a wonder.
haha.
btw, today I got caught for hair colour and length and skirt. can you believe it? 3 diff things in e same day by diff people. but at least there's no punishment. they juz come up t you and say "Your skirt's/hair too short/long. Do sth bout it" and they juz continue w wdv they're doing.
e ppl are pretty relax, no?
but dance's a real energy-drainer. everyday reach home at 8+ t immediately start doing homework and i mean immediately. then falling asleep DIRTY (gross!) and blahblah.
why so many projects ?! still have camp next week. my school's damn amazing I TELL YOU ! in e midst of all this assignment-giving, they juz suddenly throw in a camp that'll end on sunday and expect you t go back t sch on monday and continue studying. perfect.
ohh. and.. 10 person has said/asked me "Are you Malay/Mixed Blood". when I say "No.", they'll go "Really mehh?" and i'll say "Yes" but they'll ask "Then do you study Chinese?".
.........
why so retarded you ask. I have nth t reply you.
but i'm sure after e camp it'll reinforce their belief that i'm malay :D
man, i wna be fairer. to those ppl that told me that they like my tan, pls start hating it.
off to a project.
Falling in Love, again.
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