♥livetoeat.
15th march.
nineteen, biitches.
st. francis methodist.
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Monday, February 18, 2008
i don't think i've EVER slept for 16 hours in a row without waking up but i did last night. wait a sec, why the hell is the tv switched on to the Latin Grammy's. we cant even manage Mandarin, and both my brother and i dropped Italian and French the second we could. ah, Run's House. much much better.
going back sleeping 16 hours straight. yeah, the whole of this week was pretty hectic and to top it all off, my bio teacher decided on a class trip to fuckiing-PULAU-fuckiing-UBIN to learn about Ecology. all i bloody learnt after cycling around for 10 million hours in the heat was how unfit i actually am, and what a waste of land pulau ubin is. okay, that's unfair 'cause Outward whatever is there and i guess outdoor-ish ppl appreciate it.
whatever it is. i was full reminded of why i never liked the outdoors much, much less camping, not that i've ever been but i'm glad.
i skipped SJC's sec 1 camp, Donni's yr 8 camp and plan to continue skipping all the camps that come my way. spare me all the I LOVE CAMPS, THEY'RE A BLAST shize.
amber's idea of camp if we both went on it
man, we look like bloody tourists.
ahahhahahahahah//
uh-huhhh, got the whole double chin thing going.
i can totally cycle
AHAHAHAHHHAHA// my brother is such a fool walking around the house with his ugly brown camera bag he just bought for his new camera he never lets out of his side. meh, i'm happy with my 4 year old camera.hmmmm. i can no longer what events happened according to the days of the week but whatever.
uh, dinner at Tony Roma's before Daddy had to fly off the next day again.
even more lappie pics at school.
IT'S THE MOOONNN, KIKS.
stayed back at school til bloody 10pm making hand bouquets for council as V'day was the next day and we had to sell it to happy couples who were so in love. BLAH. whatever.
shoot me for being the bitter. ohmygosh, and school looks Wayyyy creepy that late.
i so totally belive the ghost stories now.
Holly came over later and i helped her with her work, 'cause i'm nice. and upon mentioning we had pineapple tarts, Holly stopped mid-sentence and run out of my room and into the kitchen rummaging what little food i had left in my house. ahahahahahaa//
thank you Holly for finishing half my container of pineapple tarts. after pineapple tarts, Holly moved on to a bucket of Maltesers Mummy brought back frm Dubai. and silly me thought she was going to buy me clothes.
i did, however, receive one of the BESTEST-ESTEST present frm WBB<333 in the mail. it was like, a cd filled with videos and pictures frm our time together back in Melbourne that i lost. and ohmygod, i sound like a totally different person. it was beyond retarded that i kept watching the videos over and over again just to make sure i was actually talking. whatever.
see? told you i WAS tann//
lauren's an alcho
ahahahahhhahaa//
SA-DAHHHH
anyways, V'day was the next day and Bern+I managed to sell every single hand bouquet who made with our own precious hands, which by the way, was pricked by bloody thorns. Holly was supposed to be my Valentine, but she ditched me for someone else. thanks buddy. my math tutor was my back-up and he too, cancelled on our session. in an effort to show myself more love, i went waxing and threading.
see now why i hate Valentine's ?
uhhhhh, met Maryyy on friday and we saw PS I Love You. ohmygodddd, the movie was like, SOOOOO sad okay!
i kept crying and crying and crying throughout the whole movie. Mary didn't shed a tear but commented that it was heart-warming. HAHAH.
CHANTAL hates math.
xoxo