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| Omg today was totally not productive at all... I think I blame it all on the School Invasion Tour thing, HAHAH. Although I know that it isn't the SIT's fault. And yes, I do know that it's all MY fault, because I was so tired and not focused. So let's see... All I did today was to go for Chemistry consultation, yes this helped because it cleared my doubts about some stuff. Then I went to... chill. No. Yeah. Yeah right. I didn't. I went up to the hall and watch the SIT. Ahem. And then er, Emath. I asked her some questions and that's it. Mayvin and Beatrice totally distracted me with the stupid note. At 3.30pm it was English and... dear me it was the worst of all because everyone was so tired and nobody could concentrate except maybe one person and yeah I was totally falling asleep. Ergo (HAHA DESIREE) I didn't do anything at all during English! (Is that how you use it...)
Soooo HERE I AM. Yeah. Blogging even. Fantastic, aren't I. I have thousand and one things to do, but I'm still here! Sometimes I wish that the internet was NEVER invented. 
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| Hi. Life sucks and I hate blogging. But I'm really bored now... And tired. And I should probably go sleep. Anyway, I don't make sense. 
I bought my prom (well, actually, grad night) dress yesterday from Topshop. I really, really, really hope that NOBODY gets the same dress as me because that'd be... !@#$(*!(@#&$(!!!!! But I love my dress. I hate to fight with this stupid bitch over the size 10 okay!! Size 12 was too loose eeyuck. I've... bought everything else except the shoes. Ha ha the shoes, oh dear lord.
I really need to lose the fats which are everywhere!!! Face, tummy (wow the fats are totally concentrated here), thighs (and here) and arms. Oh, horrorrrrrrrs.
Btw, I cut my hair. Yeah, yeah I hate it that my hair grows so awfully fast.
I've been having extremely WEIRD dreams and they seriously scare me and goodness me, PLEASE let it never come true. Of course I get to choose which dreams I want to come true and which dreams I absolutely do not want to.
Nat asked me to wake her up at 8am tomorrow so... Yeah, I need to gooooo.
Btw I totally spent two hours of my time watching The Secret Life of the American Teenager. Someone slap me please. Someone besides... Desiree.
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| And Aubrey was her name, a not so very ordinary girl or name. But who's to blame? For a love that wouldn't bloom, for the hearts that never played in tune. Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing, take away the words that rhyme, it doesn't mean a thing.
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