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Wednesday, July 13

t.o.w. the runaway nose

Ahhhhhh-Chi!. That's my sneeze, not my grunt.What's yours?

Behh. I've been sneezing since this morning during Maths Lect. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, NOSE? I hope I'm not falling ill man, that would suck. But anyhow, I popped in 2 Panadols, with hardly any difficulties, may I add, and I guess I'm better now.

Hmm. So I guess my Block Test results are pretty average. I don't know about Bio, neither am I expecting much, but I got B. B. E. for Maths, Econs and Chem respectively. So yeah. Oddly enough, I'm really pissed about Maths and Econs lah. I know what people are going to say lah, like "Get B already still complain" and shit like that. But thing is, I really studied damn hard for Econs lah and if I hadn't dazed off during the DRQ, I just might have jumped a grade. Boo. And for maths, I was damn bloody careless. I could have gotten 15 marks more lah. So yes, I am disappointed. I spent 2 weeks on Econs and Maths and just 4 days on Chem and Bio. That said, whatever I get for Bio, I don't think I'll feel a thing. But, in order to keep up with the class act of living like a contented student so that I am not labelled a kiasu ass, I lie whenever people ask me about my results. I just shut up about Econs and Maths and just talk about how badly I did for Chem and how sad I am. I am a hyprocrite. But then again, aren't we all? And today, he was asking about my results and just like yesterday, I said I didn't know. Not that I'm ashamed about it and all, just that I couldn't deal with the whole truckload of questions then. And then I saw the note he left on the table about dinner, and I felt really bad. I don't know, I seem to talk to him so much better when we arent around each other. Like on the phone or msgs and stuff, I lightened up. WHY AM I SUCH A SORRY SON OF PATIENCE?

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It just used to be so easy. Hmm. I'm also quite sad that I exhausted all my Peyton art in the previous entry. I now have no more art to express myself. I am very sad. Haha. But I guess what I was feeling a couple of days back was just a feeling of being lost and a sense of helplessness. Like I didn't know where I stood and I am still not taking my tennis lessons. I feel like a big fat loser right now. Oh well. So yeah, basically, I just don't see the point in trying to get in anymore? The groupie defence mechanism is up from certain asshats and I see no point in breaking down that wall. I'm good where I'm at and I have so much fun but sometimes its just a little awkward. Oh well. It's elementary school all over again.

Hmm. I guess I should really stop the negativity. Actually no, its not about being negative, but more about having that sense of identity or rather finding something I can identify with. Haiz. I love Peyton and her art so much. Punk'd & Disorderly... Hurhuh. So anyway, had Bowling meeting today, it was damn funny lah. Or maybe I just feed off such crap. Haha. So the news is we have no money and are in the red. Haha. I feel bad for the new guy that joined us today. He really shouldnt be paying lah and some people just ought to pay that tad bit more. Oh well. But its good, we desperately need more people, guys especially. What I can't get from one, I feed off from the other. Oh yah, and dumb Kegan thought I was crying because of my Rudolph Nose. Haha. I must have looked like crap. Anyway. I was acting weird just before the meeting, so I'm sorry Kee! =)

Ahh. So much work to do and tomorrow is like SIAN day. I have no intention of going school. Haha. But I still am. And stupid freaking PE is Basketball where the alpha males will dominate and I shall try to look interested. Maybe I won't even play at all if my nose doesnt stop running away. We should go for tennis, then I'd be whacking and thwacking winners all round the court while making them run from side to side. I'd be Mr. Chic with my Wimbledon Puma shoes. Haha. I must say for the record that I bear no animosity towards the guys whatsoever, its the basketball I don't feel for.

OTH is getting disappointing! What happened to all my wonderful quotes and dialogues. Argh. And the plot is getting a bit far-fetched. Car crashes and stuff and HALEY CANNOT SING. Haha. I still love it though. The relationships are tantalisingly tangy.

I know where I'm at. Thanks, you two.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 8:12 PM