Moving On ; Letting go.simple as that.
Maths class is seriously killing me.
90 minutes of maths class. great =.=
one word to describe all : suffering.
I can't even get what she's talking about.
Keep on yawning and yawning and yawning.
Sigh.
Actually i hv lotsa things to due tomorrow.
the scrapbook about the gaza war.
which i dont know whts all that about except for fighting, killing and all.
& I have to get articles for Shervonne.
When i dont even have enough with me.
Right.
Then, i have to hand in my art paperbag tomorrow.
Which i am redoing it again. Cause mine looks darn retarded.
& I need to help Shervonne again cause she doesnt have the brown paper.
OhMyGod, i am such a kind person. LOL
I cant really gurantee that i can DO it for her.
But yeah, i'll try my best.
Thirdly, i got my SEJ workbook.
Page 1-10. The whole bab 1.
I dont even know that its a holiday homework.
I seriously forgot about that.
Now I have to rush, again. and get all the wrong answers.
How sad ):
Behind me is my big and messy bed.
With the brown papers i just cut.
Flying around.
Looking at them, sigh, *shakes head*
Dont feel like doing any hw at all.
So freaking tired and sleepyyy.
Dont blame for wasting time blogging here.
It nvr even take fifteen minutes from just now till now.
Nevermind, forget it.
Right, i guess i have to face the truth now,
i have to go and GET ALL MY HW DONE.
so yeah, wish me luck and bye blog.
Rachel; Haha! Get urself a cbox girl! & i dint really hang out with them (: I went redbox with my brother and friends! :D
DK; I do learn something from you too! Take Care. (:
I had so many dreams About you and me
Happy endings Now I know
Im not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
Im no the one you'll sweep off her feet,
lead her up the stairwell
♥
&& now its too late for you
And your white horse, to come around
