In admist of typing my essay,i felt compelled to blog.

I realized spending too much time in school,makes you socially ineptitude.
Oh boy,I dont stay back after school to lunch or hit the malls now. No more,15 and I'm so near losing my social life.On a much happier note, I was initially excited when sasee called me over for movie along with the others. But lets see how it goes cause,it has been long since we met.

Now,I shall sympathise with the debators.They slogged preparing and they lost,yesterday.However some people might condemn,I still they were very good for the fact it was their first time. One more round,all the best girls.

I came across blogs whining about their poor results.Try harder the next time,woman.Whereas for me,it was expected.For all the homeworks I copied,the revisions I failed to do,the tuitions I postponed,the weekend I waste sitting infront of the computer/tv.Somehow,I scored farely for some subjects.I know,i should be studying soon.

I practice being idel and lazy. I can teach you how but I have to charge.

I'm just praying that catching up on my sleep this next week will make me feel better. Good luck studying, all you muggers!

my nike street styler(i think,thats the name)

GET ME THIS& IWOULDLOVEYOU.

town with mother dearest. saw prettty stuff,so here goes my wishlist for 2thousand7

-denim skirts from bum
-off shoulders
-brown clutch bag
-belts(leather or snake skin)
-topshop accessories
-3 quarters
-printed tee-shirts
-long chains(either GOLD or RED)
-ipod nano
-FBTs
-my nike street stylers
-a jersey
-a shoulder bag
-that topshop top

hopefully i can get'em soon or atleast for my birthday : D
i want royce chocolates,badly.

toodles.

right,the mood to blog.
the previous weekend was goood with the new clique.
friday.saturday with them all and I was the happiest soul

right,i'm too dependant on a certain someone now.
its like,i cant do some stuff without him,nowadays.
oh,why? whenever i'm halfway through it,hes already there.
Bah,how now? i'm not like what i was.
you are like the pencil in my pencilcase;socks in my shoe;watch in my wrist and whatmore.

but he still cant follow on.
I still Y my mister 17.