Today, i feel like a volcano of raging hormones.
Stupid PMS.
I'm so irritable i irritate myself with irritability.
Sometimes I'd much rather be a guy.
How can i watch American Idol and still be able to have time to study Lit?
I wonder.
I like my Grandma's beef stew, yum yum.
Think positive, Think positive, Think positive.
How did i land myself here, i wonder?
No point wondering. I also cannot remember. and i have a feeling the next time i'll be here will be... when the dinosaurs come back to life.
And for now, i need to practise more self-control and self-discipline.
STUDY, STUDY, STUDY.
I hope i stay this motivated a very long time.
- Mood:
crappy
And...
Once again i've managed to neglect my blog for two whole months staright! Yay me!
I seem to have a knack for these kinds of useless things. Go figure.
Anyway, exams are FINALLY over. Like finally. Although the results weren't exactly what i would call good, i promise i'll be a nerd with a capital N next year. I promise.
I think i'd better start on my Chinese, i keep procrastinating as usual. V.V.V bad. >:(
Oh Dearie. Okay, i'm going to start on my homework after this.
AYD yesterday was AWE-SOMEE! Saw lots of school people, which was quite funny. Screaming, jumping and dancing like loonies with the cat class peeps was something i never expected myself to be doing. But it was so good after that! EXHILARATING!
Introducing Debbie's New Craze:
DRAKE BELL! (swoons) Ahhh, so cute! And his hair is super super super sexy. Look at the way it just falls to the side of his face, ahhhh. Cute cute cute.
You're the prince of peace and i will live my life for you;
- Music:Drake Bell

So, i din't get to watch The Dark Knight. Humph.
Rahh, rahh, rahhhh. I sososososo veryveryveryveryvery want to watch.
But Olympics seem to have been not too bad a substitute! Okay, i wasn't a real athletic supporter or anything, but the Olympics have actually done me some good for my seriously lacking and limited sports knowledge.
Irresistible Phelps( ! )
Catch onto the Olympic Fever before its gone!
The splendor of the King
Clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice
How great is our God

I've had an eventful weekend.
My Mum had her primary/secondary school friends over for tea and boy, was it sure entertaining! It was actually pretty hilarious.
I didn't know my Mum had such 'cool' friends! Pontang-ing school to go ice-skating, all the boy stories and whatnot. My Mum was a bad-ass convent chick! Hahaha,completely hilarious i tell you. I was actually eavesdropping most of the time, but their conversations were too hard to resist! It was like seeing my Mum as a secondary school girl again. She just magically transformed and riverted back to her 16 year old self! All the giggling uncontrollably and whatever seems so familiar. Its so heartwarming to think that after 2348765234786236286 years, secondary school friends can still actually have so much fun together.
Plus, i can't imagine what anyone in school now would look like 30 years from now!
Time is such a funny thing.

After yesterday, I've realised and learnt.
I'm not going to let her get me down anymore.
This has got to be the best picker-upper song ever.
"There's hope
It doesn't cost a thing to smile
You don't have to pay to laugh
You better thank God for that"
-India Arie
- Music:"Heart of the matter" India Arie
I know i'm not supposed to be here, but.
I've had enough. I've had enough of your petty jibes and biased remarks. You're as puzzling to me as ever, and you contradict yourself so much, its hilarious.
Normally , i'd just take it with a pinch of salt, try to remain positive and just to be cheery and all. But today i can't. I've really had enough. You'll never see the other side of what your unkind words can do to a person. How just one word can really make a person crumble. What do you expect me to do when you say something like that. Nod and smile, pretend everythings all gleaming,flawlessly perfect? And so i try, i nod and give a strained smile. But inside, its just a crumbling screwed up mess. You don't give anyone a chance to explain and just assume everything's the worst.
I've told myself before that you can't let a person get you down, that i shouldn't let her affect me, after all, who is she? But its easier said than done.
Maybe i'm just being to oversensitive or whatever, but sometimes i really think you've gone to far. Whoever said 'sticks and stones may break my bones but mean words will never harm me' sure has got to be kidding. Even if i'd cry my eyes out red and sore, i'm sure i still won't be able to understand you one bit.