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The Drapery Falls

crystal lee.

Madrigal

adam. ashley. bx. calvin. chelsia. claire. clare. crystal. denise. geri. grace yee. grace yu. jasmine. jolene. kristin. laura. litying. louis. luke. marcella. melissa. natalia. nicholas. nicole. olivia. patrick. peiting. pingfang. rachel. samantha. sheena. sherrie. sheryl. sipei. tiddy. vivian. yanhan. yujie. yunting. zhixian.

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To Bid You Farewell

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    • Epilogue

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    You can mark my f-ing words, "We aren't a mock supposed-to-be."
    Jul 3, 2006

    the weeks to come will be a rush. term 3 is full of performance tasks. dammit. lots of things to settle by week 3. ndp dance and bio pt. argh. im so busy. im so busy. im so busy. @()$@$()$@!.

    went for gathering of kindred spirits concert at sji on friday. it was okay i guess. ended up being some lamp post because of marcella and keith. tskk. at least i wasn't so anti social that night. haha. was sitting near this super emo guy. he had like. black eyeliner. and his eye had black lines spreading out. it's damn goth la. and when the rock bands were playing. he was practically screaming stuff. like encoreeeee. screamoooo. he scares me. lol.

    and the concert was freaking noisy. i mean. so many guys. shouting stuff and all. argh. to think the my school reprimands us for cheering on our friends when those in sji actually jeer and laugh. -.-". the difference is very big okay.

    then went to school early on saturday. did up a fresh new medium for the rose plant. miss huang is darn nice. : ]. sheesh. i hope the plants would stop contaminating. or vivian and i will never ever get to our project, to elicit flowering of the roses. grr.

    then met gladys to do some open house stuff. and then we went for syf. it was okay la. but it was freaking hot. ended pretty early too i think. ben was saying after the kindred spirits concert how ironic it is for youths to be coming up with the performance items for a celebration for youths. i agree its quite lame actually. heh.

    got home at like. 9pm. no dinner. ate chocolates. T_T.

    oh.

    and i forgot to bring my notebook to school that day. so i didn't know how much of the stuff to add to make the medium. and i decided to call my dad up to help me check. so i asked how much quantity of ms SALT, SUCROSE, AGAR and gelrite i wrote in my notebook. apparently he thought it was for COOKING CLASS?! okay wth.

    so i had a quarrel with my dad yesterday. he was telling me to be more responsible and stuff. and i was like. maan. that's so ironic. like you should be telling yourself that first before telling me that. then he got mad and started pinpointing various examples of me being an ass at responsibility. and i was busy doing something so i got annoyed and started pinpointing his examples. and he mentioned me calling him to get the ingredients of the rose medium for cooking class.

    so i was like. it's not for cooking class la. ass.

    and then he started threatening to not drive me to school and all. and he hit me okay. whacked my head. like wtf. cause i said "ass".

    i mean. quit bothering me when im busy la. especially when i tell you time and time and time again that im busy and i don't wish to be disturbed? and you keep standing there and talk and talk and talk.

    ARGHH. okay. enough of that. we didn't speak a single word to each other today.

    ass it.

    went to school again today. to practice the ndp dance thingy. i think our class is so gonna die for the auditions. it's like. 40% done only? and we still have to come up with the remaining steps and teach those who haven't turned up for practices. blah. ate lunch with xian later. : ]. took 410. that guy in bishan training, called james i think, saw me on the bus while walking to the sports hall. i have a feeling coach lau may slaughter me soon. but school is so busy i can only go for training once a week? argh. besides, im not in the mood to go tahan some annoying people at bishan training.

    got home. did math sums. and now i cant be bothered with math anymore. im worried that i may fail. but i don't feel like studying anymore. i look forward to the end of math block tomorrow.

    performance tasks should just ass off.

    8:46 PM