for the last time, i wanna do children's lit!!!

i dont care miffy and i are gonna drop outta the group hahaha. (james thought miffy's name was damn cool. =P)



vivian and i were chatting on msn for a lil while and the convo steered off track into our personal lives. i think the premise, is enough to warrant a mona lisa-ish sad smile as a conclusion. i miss chatting with vivian, she's one of the people who're really fun to talk to. like, they dont just listen and say politically correct stuff : yeah, but your parents are just concerned for your own good-cmon i know that. they go, "boy, i know how that feels. it sucks." and then they start ranting for you instead, expressing all your oh-so-self-righteous anger for you, like they know what's going on inside your head. (ooh that rhymed) it's like you're watching a live video of what you'll do when you're angry, and more often than not all those irrational emotions just creep meekly away, and leave you to think much more clearly.

or sometimes they distort your argument even further, and you get a really biased bias. now wont that be cool.

why the hell am i doing this i dunno. hahaha.

we had lit today and yellow teacher was drilling us on how come we dint annotate all 26 poems in the anthology. -.- and im damn happy cos she dint notice my gay fringe at all. broke my hairband (AGAIN) like last week and i managed to scrape past three assemblies without getting booked whew. plus yellow teacher was on her usual lookout today ("kuoying what is that falling all over your face?!") and my hair was worse than ky's but apparently she chose to say nothing. haha okay i shall not get complacent-might just earn myself a booking. thank God im not in bio with pr*m* hee.

randomness helps take your mind off really important things, namely a certain chinese article review.