Goodmorning
This is the Algae Residences
How may I help you,

My best friend is the guitar. &I never need boyfriends. I fall in love easily. With random things like country music, vampires,romance novels&colorful pens. To me, Taylor Swift&The Saturdays are awesome. I love little black dresses&scarves. In my spare time, I like to design cards&conduct random science experiments like dipping eggs into acid. Yeah&unlike normal humans, I like science, converging lenses&relative atomic masses included. Secretly, I want to be a doctor& a guitarist on the spy when I grow up. I love nonsense people who make me laugh. &yes, I love inviting people to my house&being invited to other's houses. I hate raindrops, airplanes, Jacob Black&jerks. No, I'd never though that I was smart/gorgeous/talented. I'm just a green colored pond scum. A bitchy one to be precise.
P.S My bitchiness is inherited, so beware of my mom.
P.S And currently, I'm desperate for a new phone&a pair of flipflops.

Indigo'09
1Hcube'08
2HighOnHiccups'09
Modern dancer
bolditalicunderlinestrikeout

BLONDS OF THE WORLD:


my latest obessions is more commonly known as lily truscott on hannah montana, WHICH IS ENDING, which means no more emily osment)))):

I'M IN A REALLY REALLY HAPPY BUBBLE AND NO ONE, NOTHING CAN BURST IT!!!
and i don't even know why i'm like that.




OMG.ANNE HATHAWAY AND TAYLOR SWIFT ARE SO PRETTY.
AND YES, I(L) THIS.



3RD COOLEST PEOPLE ON MY LIST:
MEGAN AND LIZ:DDDD
they're the pair of awesome twins who spoke to taylor swift on the oprah winfrey show.
*hyperventilates*




AHHH. TIFFANY! THE SECOND LETTER OF HER NAME IS AN 'I'!!! private joke.
OMG. SO DAMN PRETTY.
AND TALENTED.
she was the one who sang the taylor swift medly on my blog somewhere you must scroll down, the awesome one, and it's all the same person. not some triplet thing.

i should just declare dissing justin bieber as one of my hobbies.

SEVEN MONTHS FEELS LIKE SEVEN DAYS
when i'm with you-




'for algae, your problem is just unglamourous. you have so many unglam moments!'

and that was what i got from my broadway teacher after laboriously spending my entire sectwo life on trying to look better.

oh fuck the world.

during second period of maths today,

miss chin: have you guys finished your homework?
(homework that she gave before recess)
class: yes
miss chin: is copy finish, or do finish?
class: do finish.
miss chin: WOAH.
class: giggles.
miss chin: did y'all go for recess?
class: no.

HAHAHAHA, my class is like some ultimate nerd class.
'EHHH, STAY BACK DURING RECESS DO HOMEWORK WITH ME KAYYYYS.'
&i'm catching up(((((: but i'm not A NERD, i blast justin bieber songs, play tap-tap and eat crossiants in class during recess.
HAHA, and i bet prefects are going to check on 3M tomorrow alrd. OOPSSSS.

now, i'm going to play the guitar and start writing songs.
and no, don't anyone expect to hear my songs from me.
because one of the life lessons i've learnt is that: share what you love and you're going to lose passion for it.

i shared my love for writing and in the end people think it's shallow and all that fucking shit.
and do you think i'm gullible enough to share my passion for music and let people criticize me all over again and let me lose my love for the guitar,

and it's not that i'm scared for criticism,
just let me hold onto that very last shred of hope, very last glimmer of light before i'm convinced that i really cannot do anything in the world.

thankyou for fucking my whole life up for me, dance.

-A-

i never had fun dancing so i'll never miss the times.
the only times where we genuinely laughed was when we broke all the rules or fought them till we were so tired.

and that's me&irene&yy have fun, cause we don't give a fuck about the school's hey-you-guys-must-love-your-cca-collect-all-the-medals-and-awards-like-pokemon-cards.
and we're sick and tired of people telling us what to do, how to behave, what's right and wrong.

correct and incorrect reponses only go as far as your math homework and exam papers.
in life, there is no fucking correct or wrong way of living it.
i live my life the way i want it to be.
i live my life the way God has shaped me to be.
if you guys didn't realize, neither my parents or myself actually sent a letter to heaven via fedex saying that,
'hey can you please send us a daughter that is extremely, spastic, boisterous, the least un-ladylike, stupid, ugly, have absolutely no talent. thanks, we really appreciate it.'

anyway, that was digressing.
the point was: i hate dance because everyone starts thinking that there is a correct way of dancing, of expressing yourself, and YES, behaviour during dance. when there isn't! there fucking isn't.

and one of the biggest reason why i'd rather let my fingers bleed, be cursed with callused fingers for the next ten years of my life and play the guitar: you do what you feel it's right. you can always go against taylor swift and play a Bm chord instead of a C chord, as long it sounds right, who cares.

and i write novels again: because no one can say that your male protagonist must have blond hair, shimmering blue eyes like summer skies, that kate-moss pout and crooked nose. you can have a japanese, a hispanic, a french, a chinese, an american! ANYTHING you want, you feel like it, who gives a damn.

i'm really done with all these let-me-dictate-how-you-should-live-your-life nonsense.
the school council, the teachers, the seniors, even my friends.
please.
i only live my life once. let me make the best out of it, i don't want to write an autobiography someday and realize that i've done so many stupid things, wasted so much precious time over getting it right, fitting in and always being the best.

okay, i'm done rambling.

BIG BAD BITCH.
tomorrow's kou shee's going to be a really, really BBB. big bad bitch.
UGH.
and i have started mugging yet. :OOOOOO :((((((((
and they're stealing my free cone day away from tomorrow.
LIKE FUCK))):

HAHA,today's a profanity-filled word vomit post.
oh whatever, tra-la-la-la.

I LOVE MEGAN&LIZ. THEY'RE LIKE THIS AWESOME PAIR OF TWINS, LIKE TWINS!!! who have different colored hair. HAHA. one's a blond while the other's a brunette. anyway, THEY WRITE AWESOME SONGS AND THEY SPOKE TO TAYLOR SWIFT ON THE OPRAH WINFREY SHOW. LIKE *hyperventilates*

okayokay, and go youtube for the link about justin bieber meeting the 3year old girl who cried over him and her evil sisters put the vid up and became a worldwide sensation.
i wished i was twelve years younger and i would ask my sis to vid me crying about taylor swift and yipee, i would be a youtube star too!!! and the most important part is: TAYLOR CAN COME FIND MEEEE(((((: and hug me and say that i'm a cute kid etc.

sometimes i wished that i'd rather go through 3hours of maths lessons and jog like a 5km round the school just to skip dance.

ILOVEPEOPLE(:

-A-

this is like fucking hell good.

for my i'm-really-sorry-i-made-you-wait-at-somerset-for-40-minutes-like-really-sorry yingyi.

okay, a confession:
01. i've not been doing homework for the past 2days. surprise, surprise!

: i tried reading this algebra book and then i fell asleep. and till now, i haven't finished.
daph: I READ IT ON YOUR BLOG ALREADY.

:do you know how my brother spells 'rubbish bin'?
irene&yy: I READ IT ON YOUR BLOG ALREADY.

RAWR, THEN NEXT TIME I MIGHT AS WELL JUST USE MY BLOG AS A FORM OF COMMUNICATION, CAN SAVE MONEY ON SMS SOMEMORE. ARGHHH,and that's why i'm blogging less and less nowsadays or else when i see people, i will have nothing to talk cause THEY READ EVERYTHING ON MY BLOG ALREADY.
pffffft):

music makes me happy (okay, now i'm sounding like taylor swift and her i-express-my-emotions-through-music-so-i-don't-bear-a-grudge-against-those-bitches-who-bullied-me-in-high-school talk)
anyway, LALALALA, i've been singing non-stop these days, annoying people like HEY APPLE and making HEY SOUL SISTER stuck in their heads - heads like krystal's and yingyi's.
thursday was hey soul sister, friday was avril's my happy ending and today is taio cruz's break you heart.
UH-HUH, I'M ONLY GONNA BREAK BREAK YOUR BREAK BREAK YOUR HEART, go youtube the song, it's very nice and the girl in the video is very hot (and i should learn how to stop saying that)
okay, but my music-deficiency-illness makes me frustrated because i cannot figure the correct chords out for katy perry's thinking of you. I SUCK AT THIS):

if you fall for me,
i'm not easy to please,
i'm might tear you apart,
baby from the start, baby from the start.
no prizes for guessing where these lyrics come from.

i'm going to set up some cedar macs delivery service during the holidays where YOU can call ME and order macs and i'm going to deliver the food faster than those people with red and yellow unirforms riding on bikes. and i'm going to earn money. OHYEAH(:

countdown to going back to cedar prison. 2more days.

-A-

FOR MY FRIENDS:

for yingyi.

for irene.

and this one's for me.

i swear, when i become rich or famous or something like that when i grow up, i'll bring yingyi for violin lessons, irene for drum lessons and me for the highly coveted guitar lessons.
cause you guys the closests things to best friends i've ever had.

thanks for being such awesome shit friends and performing 'the wheels on the bus go round and round' - yingyi's version and 'baby' where i'm justin bieber, yingyi is the girl i'm stalking and irene just comes around during the chorus to dance as prime time entertainment for the dancers.
thankyou cows.

&for my let's-self-mutaliate-and-take-drugs yingyi:
if you aren't cut out for dancing, who knows, you might just find that you can fucking play the violin. and yes, i know i owe you four-fifty.

've been playing guitar and reading books 97percent of the time i'm awake and my homework's collecting dust in the corner. WHERE'S IRENE! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO HELP MEEEE WITH MY SURDS, SUCKER.

everyone is a singer cause everyone can sing.
everyone is a dancer cause everyone can dance.
everyone is a cheerleader cause everyone can cheer.
everyone is a guitarist cause everyone can play the guitar.
everyone is a mugger cause everyone can mug.
but not everyone's a bitch or a slut, it's an honor to be one.
*wink* *wink* for yingyi and irene.

this is such a irene-and-yingyi post.

you don't know, you'll never know, how much i ache for you each time i hear -need you now.

-A-

back to the top?

i wrote this one on my math notes,
and i guess this has the least relevance to surds, the topic that's like a tsunami who's attempting to drown and kill me.

L FOR LOSER.
J FOR JUNIOR.
C FOR JUNIOR COLLAGE.
together, you have LJC, loser junior collage.
all are welcome to join our awesome instituiton that has a cut-off point of 54.

pssst, if you don't get it, 54 is the maximum score anyone can get.

I OFFICIALLY DELCARE MY LOVE FOR IRENE AKA STELLA NG AND LAYLA FOONG YINGYI YI <:)))))
today my two awesome dancemates came over to my house and we started a band: THE LOSER BAND with me being guitarist, yingyi being lead singer and irene as drummer.
AND IT'S MAJOR FAILURE, so failure that we can enter cedar got talent and WIN not because our music's good but because we are stand-up comedians.
HAHA,but i still love my band even though we're forever off beat and flat and i'm the only who's singing the second verse and beyond. and yes, irene, i know we both can't rap for nuts.

SHAWNTY-TY-TY-TY-TY-'S LIKE A MEL-MEL-MEL-MELODY IN MY HEAD-HEAD-HEAD-HEAD THAT I CAN'T KEEP OUT GOT ME SINGING LIKE NA NA NA NA EVERYDAY LIKE'S MY EYE-POD'S STUCK ON REPLAY-AY-AY-AY-AY-AY.
(:
music makes me happy.

i(L)studying with people cause instead of competing over how much homework we've completed where THE PERSON WHO'S DONE THE MOST wins, now the person who has done the least questions in the most amount of time WINS. like woah.

kaykay, i promise to upload photos and vids asap, OKAYYY.

JO-JO-JO-JO-LENE. heh, math remedial suckssss. cause it's not miss chin teaching. HAHA. &miss chin's very proud of your class, woah(:

ING-ING-ING-ING-YEEE: you know, i went googled 'layla' and they told me it was a name that meant DEMURE. HAHA, the last thing you'll ever be, my fellow honeydew cow. YESSSS, shopping. goodness, I WANT TO SHOP.

-A-

HOLIDAY
definition-
a day on which one is exempt from work; a peroid of exemption or relief

MY HOLIDAY
definition-
cca/yog training/homework/and a whole lot of shit that does not make you happy

2A1s;
2B3s;
2F9s;
the gaps between my marks are like wider than the income gap of the americans and the ethopians.

but no, i'm not crying yet.
my two best subjects and i got a fucking B for both of them.

looking on the bright side,
i got 2A1s,
i'm on par with my chinese scholar partner
i'm 3rd in class for ss
i'm 11th in class for physics
i'm not the last in class for emath,
i'm second last.

if i want to be all pessimistic and that the-world-should-end-before-2012,
I FAILED TWO MATHS,like the only one in the whole cohord.
i'm last in class for amath.
i didn't top the class for any single, not even one, subject.
my two best subjects were badly done, and just because i didn't mug enough,
i did badly, like really badly.

but i'm not going to start breaking down and be on the verge of tears just because of pieces of paper held together by staple bullets which your teacher marked and there are many crosses on it and somehow you got less than half of it correct.
i'm going to hang in there.

oh& did i ever mention, thanks to me, YES, lovely algae me, my class's msg for amath dropped by 0.2, doesn't sound alot but it is alot.
msg for emath was 1.9, without me, it would have been
1.73
a large influence, aren't i for a small little piece of pond scum which everyone wants to get rid of from their fishtanks

'want to go out to study today?'
'ehh,cannot, got math remedial. wait, lemme check whether have or not.'
'if have, then cannot is it.'
'no, if have, then i pon. if don't have then even better.'

: so dancers, any comments.
: ALGAEEE, YOUR FINGERS, YOUR FINGERS, YOUR FINGERSSSSS!
i still remember, will always remember, the time when shaomin and wenmin took up desperate measures just to make sure my fingers looked long and elegant and all that shit. like making me hold packets of tissue paper while i'm dancing. they even considered tying my fingers together.

so, in dance, fingers are a liability.
and yet when i'm playing the guitar, i thank god for giving me such long and agile fingers.
ironic isn't it,

;
went library with irene on friday.
she turned the chick-flick girl into borrowing science books that were heavy enough for throwers to use as gym equipment.
oh and i haven't touched the book yet.
ohhhh, and i borrowed another book.
HOMEWORK HELPERS: ALGEBRA
on my first attempt to read the first two chapters on exponents and expressions, i fell alseep on the couch.

yingyeeee;
let's go out shopping.

i hate being in a triple science class, it makes you feel downright stupid.
i remember being in 2H it was just so easy to end up top3 in science.
now, getting an A becomes a utopia already.

"how do you spell rubbish bin?"
"R-A-R-B-I-S-H-B-E-A-N"
and my brother's taking PSLE this year, i'm worried.

-A-

WHY I AM HAPPY TODAY:
1. yknow, i realized no matter how small is a teacher's comment, it rly affects me.
2. I GOT FULL MARKS FOR MY PHYSICS REPORT which was overdue by 1 month. HAHA,ignore that. but i got 15 out of 15(((((:
3. I GOT AN A1 FOR SS((((: okay, despite my hatred for the subject. it's 2A1s against 2F9s for my common tests now. yipyipyipyeah.
4. MISS CHIN SAID 'GOOD' TO ME when i answered ONE question correctly. okay, i don't exactly care if it's an easy peasy lemon squeezy question or if it's just ONE TEENY WEENY MEANY question, i(L)myself for getting it correct.
5. i managed to do 5 out of the 9 questions for amath homework today CORRECTLY(: the rest were like 'if the scholars can't do it, i think there's no point attempting it right'
6. TOMORROW IS THE LAST FUCKING DAY OF SCHOOL. LIKE OOH-YEAH, YIPEE YIPEE SAY, COME ON!!!! :DDDD
7. i'm rly happy(:
8. i had alot of fun with irene/yingyi bitching about stuff and spazzing over random shit and just laughing. with the handbellers too.
9. ELEANOR CALLED ME PRETTY TODAY. HAHA,WHATEVER LA, YINGYI YOU WANT TO PUKE THAT PUKE. KRYSTAL, ELEANOR NOT BLIND KAYS. HAHAHAH.
10. i got cake for supper, i got cake for supper, AND YOU DON'T. HAHA.

&i realized that i was being DAMNNNED quiet during OAC, like woah, people actually miss my boisterous and annoying presence. but apparently, when i want to be noisy, i need a partner, i cannot possibly be talking to the bed post/wind/fork and spoon/gas stoves RIGHT?!!! just throw me next to yingyi/irene/krystal/florence(HAHAHA,sleeping with you during coals was awesome)/taylor swift(THAT WILL MAKE ME VERY HAPPY AND HYPERVENTILATIVE)

&i also realized that i haven't had as much fun in days as compared to yeah,idk when. cause today was the real me, the real me that really makes alot of noise, attract unwanted attention while in uniform, unglam and all that shit, and the happy me.
(:

'i did very badly for ss, yknow... and then english...'
'I FAILED TWO MATHS.'

'ehhh, i failed my chinese leh, and i got a B for chem like pfft.'
'I FAILED TWO MATHS.'

HAHA,everytime people complain about their marks, i'll just go I FAILED TWO MATHS and they'll all shut up like a rodent trap. HAHA,this is like the ultimate doom. failing two maths, breaking records.

PFFFFFFT.
BZZZZZZZ.
GRRRRRR.
RAWRRRR.
my mom's gng out to like kara-ok, like she's so old alrd, still go clarke quay party and leave me alone with my physics tutorial and chinese compo. AHHH): &she's looking really horrible in her orange dress. she looks like ANNOYING ORANGE. HAH,hey apple.

today's a damned wordy post, and i realized i didn't put up any pictures/videos/form of entertainment cause blogger's screwedddd. HAHA,but who cares. I'M A HAPPY GIRL TODAY AND TOMORROW CAUSE ITS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL.

I WANT TO QUIT HOMEWORK.
I WANT TO QUIT STUDYING.
I WANT TO QUIT DANCE.
I WANT TO QUIT SCHOOL.
I WANT TO QUIT LIFE.
me and yingyi and irene's motto in life(((((:

Life sucks, take drugs.
don't take ectasy, darling. take paracetamol. it's only 2bucks per 16tablets. heh heh(:

You're a bitch, you're a bitch, you're bitch, you're not winning this game at all, i'm just smashing this in your face, you stupid fucking act-like princess.

-A-

i don't want to be a human.
i want to a heartless, bloodless, brainless, feelingless plant.
an algae.

drinking tonight and going for camp tomorrow, hungover.
what am i thinking?
wait, i'm not even thinking.

just finished packing bag for tomorrow in record time, in 30minutes, just as shalom had predicted.
then i realized i actually hadn't really unpacked my stuff from COALS,

the only thing i'm looking forward to is BATHING TIME.
gosh, i(L)ed bathing time and how i was the vain-est and bimbo-est in the whole indigo to put leave-on conditioner, still have the time to put on facial cleanser and kenna scolding and still emerge as the fastest shower-er.

okay, the alcohol's hitting me.
see you in three days. i promise i won't blog about how different was OAC as compared to COALS.

-A-

this is what happens when i do homework.


sweee-et.



"and i'm like,
baby, baby, baby, no
i'm like,
baby, baby, no
i'm like,
baby, baby, no
i thought you'd always be mine, mine"

HAHA,no,i'm not having a crush on justin bieber the one who reportedly takes meds to keep his voice from breaking. like woah, woah, woah.
anyway, the song is only nice when tiffany alvord sings it((((:
&i figured out the chords ALL BY MYSELF.

01. i played taylor swift's hardcore songs until multiple blisters started popping out. how to rockclimb like that):
02. i learnt two new songs on the guitar ystd!
03. i haven't packed my bag for OAC. arghh, another 14more hours time. &i need a new comb):
04. i think my junior, lorraine, looks sexy with make-up and her hair let down. HAHA.
05. don't freak out when you see a bunch of black-from-top-to-toe kim possible-posers during speech day. it's us, like me, irene, yingyi, natasha, kimberly and lorraine.
06. i love reading ebooks. my teachers must hate it because it distracts me from homework.
07. when i blasted justin bieber on my handphone, my mom said 'ehh, the girl sing not bad' and i totally ROFL-ed.
08. daphne has a crush on you-know-who. okay, maybe only me and yingyi know who.
09. someone needs to get me and natasha a hair straightener for our broadway performance or else i swear we'll just look like pontiannas on the day itself and bang into each other since we're partners and our curly hair will just block off everything.
10. i have a swollen lip thanks to broadway.

*irene's ignoring me on msn.

okay, again, 14hours to OAC!
to all instructors, try not to kill anyone when you're belaying. i'm sure our principals want us all back with our heads still on our necks and our right hands fully functional so we can't sit for our olvls.
i want to go cameron highlands instead of haunted labrador park))):

-A-

christina sang this&this is BRILLIANT.

6days to my chem paper):
&get well soon, irene.

-A-

: i was from math olympics.
: yeah, i get it. now you're in math remedial.

{I was just another girl to fall for you
Just another heart broken
You didn't the care about what I felt or said
You wanted to see what you could get}

Krystal:YIPEE.YOU FAILED SOMETHING TOO.WE'RE FAILURES.

-A-

LOOK HERE:
THIS IS WHAT CEDAR HAS PROVEN. I CALL IT - CEDAR THEORY.
I'M A LIVING PROOF.

btw, i absolutely don't get how the answer was derieved.


this is somewhat what is actually going through my mind most of my time, especially during math lessons.

then there will be no end to my life.


Dear God,
Did you mean for me to be so pathetically retarded or were you just having a bad hair day?
-Me




I remember during COALS, the instructors asked us what were our fears. At first I said nothing.
Then I realized today:
I'm afraid of loud noises(no, krystal, i'm not scared of myself) and disappointing.

Irene: ARGHHHHH, i think my math teacher hates me and i'm the lowest in class!!!!!
: i'm the lowest in the trip science cohord -.-

failed both my maths, but i'm still not crying.
only broke down in front of ms chin when she was lecturing me.
'out of the whole class, i'm only worried for you.'
yeah, that line got all the tearducts hyperactive and me malu-ing myself in front of my math teacher.

i hate disappointing people. especially people whom i respect.

i hate math but i'm doing my homework ALL ON MY OWN(apart from yanru's and peixuan's tuition) because i don't want miss chin to be disappointed.
i hate chinese but i force myself to speak in chinese to my partner purely because i don't want my chinese teacher to be disappointed
i can't dance for a single friggin acorn or hazelnut or peanut and the only thing that's preventing me from quitting is my laoshi. i don't want to disappoint her either.
i hate my life and the only thing that's keeping me sane and alive is because i don't want anyone to be disappointed, thinking that algae was actually what i expected.
SCUM OF THE SEA.

&i'm scared of telling my math marks to my mom cause i know she'll be goddamned disappointed.
my sister was a failure. remember failing 4subjects at olevels?
my brother was somewhat a failure too. all he knew when young when play. all he knows now is his girlfriend, marathons in hongkong and watching avatar.
my younger brother is a failure. he can't be exceptionally smart unless he works expectionally well which he doesn't because he's down with friggin learning disability that renders him absolute useless at writing. and he gets extra time for psle.
so my mom expects me to be ultra smart and A1s-filled until i show her my horrible, pathetic, demented, retarded, FUCKING HELL mathSSSSS paper.
notice the emphasis on plurals.

and it's not as if I DIDN'T STUDY at all. i did, I KNEW I SUCKED AT MATH and i put in extra work in asking yingyi to teach me, staying up late till midnight to read through notes. but it's really not within my means to fail it, right. like who voluntarily wants to.

anyway, enough of the i'm-retarded talk. i'm not your usual kind who wallows in mirages, delusions and self-pity. i grew up to know that reality hits you like a car accident and you've only a millionth-of a second to respond.

now, let's move on to cedar's-retarded talk.
GODDAMNED SCHOOL IS SO FUCKING PATHETIC TO NOT HAVE ACTUALLY AN ENCLOSED ROOM WITH MIRRORS OF US TO DANCE. AND LOOK AT THE 'MAGNIFICENCE' AND 'EXORBIDANCE' AND 'MAMMOTH-NESS' OF THE SCHOOL AND THE DANCERS ALONG WITH OUR MORE-THAN-FIFTY-BUCKS-PER-HOUR-INSTUCTOR SCOURED THE SCHOOL FOR A PLACE TO DANCE WITH BAGS AND BOTTLES OF GREEN TEA ON US.
we looked like cedar refugees squirming under the scorching sun.
&don't worry, the reason why i'm not quitting cedar is NOT because i want to disappoint ouyang.

okay, my chem and bio papers are not coming back and the anxiety's killing me because i REALLY REALLY cannot afford to fail my two best subjects.

i(L)broadway,
it's the most exhilarating and yet, most fatigue-inducing time of the day.
the next time someone says dance is cool, i'm going to slap you.
bruises? floorburns? slipping leggings off your ass when your instructor is screaming the timing at you? and many more...
this is should be included in 'introduction to cedar dance'

tired out):

i have
2physics report(one overdue by almost a month)
233824932480932 math homework(sense the dread but i'm all doing it for miss chin)
email miss siew some dance thing(RAWRRRRD:)
chem worksheets
rewrite physics notes
physics tutorial
HELL,GIVE ME A BREAK WON'T YOU.i come back from dance at 7.30 and i have this mount everest high worth of shit to do. even not counting overdue homework, it's a helluva things to do.

i(L)my partner,
she's really nice and she folded me a heart after she heard miss chin lecturing me.
and she tries to help me in surds even though i'm like the lousiest teacher in english EVER.

-A-

just read the news,
the chile earthquake retilted our axis and our days are cut short by one-millionth of a second.

earth SUCKS or else we'll all fall off it.

just like dance and maths.

i FAILED maths.
2 x (my math marks) < my partner's marks
and i'm waiting for my next failed amaths paper cause i only did 2 questions out of 6, so whaddya expect?

broadway is starting to wrap its imaginary arms around my neck and constricting its grip on me, i'm suffocating. ahhh, my 'ugly leg extensions' ):
but it's fun basing nat the blond guy despite the bruises. OUCH.

my mom told me that i suddenly stopped sleep-screaming like bella swan in new moon on tuesday night. guess what, my last common test was on tuesday. THIS IS WHAT CEDAR DRIVES YOU TOO. the edge of insanity.
the night before bio, my mom claimed i was chanting, 'tree... tree... roots... roots...' okay, i guess it had something to do with root hair cell? HAHA, the question which i screwed anyway.

okay,WHY ARE THE BROADWAY PEOPLE NOT REPLYING MY SMS-ES?!!!! i'll get scolding):

-A-

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