Monday, March 31, 2008
i just came back from sport heatsand below is a not-very-nice-sounding stuff
if you dont like it you can leave now
i'm not forcing anyone to read it.
to YOU :
i know you most probably wont be reading my blog. but whatever. i'm still gonna say what i want to. if not i'll BURST. yeah seriously speaking i dont know how to start. but thanks to you. we got thrashed by the other classes. thanks to you. we lost pathetically. thanks to you. the efforts of the first two runners are down to the drain. thanks to you. i got so demoralised. and thanks to you. i cried in the middle of the whole freaking stadium. and the entire world saw. and i bet everyone's laughing at me now. EVERYTHING'S SO THANKS TO YOU. and if you had tried your best and we came in last. no one would have blamed you. but the thing is that you dont even give a damn about the whole race. hello please get this right. this is a team relay event. not your individual crap thing. and even if it was. you should also put in all your effort. to you it may not be of any importance. but do you have any idea that there're people who want to win. there're people who may not be the best runners but definitely have a much better attitude than you. i must be out of my mind to have put your name down onto the list. crap you. and i cant believe you have the cheek to say that you didnt really care to chiong for the race. we had such a good start. we were one of the leading teams. and just because of you. i was the last to receive the baton. and all i could do was to overtake ONE PERSON and came in second last. come on larh. second last leh. i've never felt so lousy before can. what do you take me for. sprinting god arh. you anyhow run and i'm supposed to help you clear up the mess is it. dream on larh. i cant imagine a worse sucker than you. what the hell. and you better be honoured that i spent one blog post just to talk about how screwed up a person you are. i suggest you can just go kill yourself. bye. and you wont be missed.
BLEAHHS!
Saturday, March 29, 2008
and i know i said something i shouldnt have.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
today is a low low low day.as usual.
i cant explain what's wrong with me recently.
i feel so empty that i may explode.
sometimes in class i just feel like screaming and shouting and crying.
everything's stressing me.
that includes NCC.
i think i know why i fear ORD.
i'm afraid that i'll end up stepping down
without any accomplishment,
without anything to be proud of,
without cadets that i'll be proud of,
without them being proud of me
and become a disappointment to those who "expect me to do better than this".
i took over with alot of confidence.
i told myself that even though i didnt get the post i wanted,
i'm gonna do well,
i'm gonna achieve alot more than i can imagine.
but now i look at my cadets,
i look at how people look at them,
i feel ashamed of myself.
i've always thought that cadets arent performing because they have NCOs that suck.
GREAT.
now i've become one of them.
i dont want to.
that's why i'm not punishing anyone.
it's all my fault.
and back to my life.
my results are suffering like oh my god.
even though it has been improving since the start of this year,
it's still screwed.
just SCREWED.
teachers just like to GL me.
i have to learn to meet deadlines,
learn not to fall asleep during lessons
learn to listen to teachers in class,
learn to do my homework,
and learn to copy down notes in class.
which i never ever did before.
cant they just see that i'm really trying to change?
it just sucks.
everything sucks.
my life is so screwed.
someone, just take it if you like it.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
okay loli'm trying to look for my english compre
couldnt find it
but happened to see my surprise class test essay
the one that i thought was rather nice
better than my usual shit
but mdm sia gave me a B4
you know
yeah i shall type it out since i've nothing to blog about for the time being
:]
BROKEN PROMISE
"Chris, come on out and play!" I yelled to my best friend from outside her house. It took her a full three minutes to get out of her house and needless to say, we sprinted to our destination, the place where we both spent the most memorable times.
Dickson Train Station had been closed down long ago. It was by chance that Chris and I found a way to get in and it had been our favourite hideout since then. We would jump down onto the train tracks and pretend to be the passengers in trains that were terminating at the station. When we had any disagreement, one of us would sprint away and the other would try to catch up till we were both breathless.
There was once when Chris and I had a minor dispite, I ran away and Chris was trying to chase after me, when i accidentally tripped over a pebble and fell onto the rocky tracks. The impact of the fall made me scream and bawl. When Chris finally caught up and saw the cuts on my knee, she said, "Don't worry, it's just a little blood. Come on, get up and I'll give you a piggyback ride home." I smiled, feeling comforted.
On the way home, I asked Chris if she had thought about what would happen if we grew up and become old. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what. It's a promise," she replied, looking serious, which was rather unlike her. i grinned gleefully. She was indeed my best friend, ever so nice and caring.
Five years passed and Chris and I were no longer in the same school. We met up less often, but still visited the train station, our best playground.
During one of our visits, Chris told me that her school was recruiting new badminton girls. It had been her dream to get into the region's best team. While we were about to part, I wished her luck for her tryouts the next day. We left the station with her telling me that she would call me to tell me the outcome.
Yet Chris did not call me. I was a bit disappointed with her for forgetting about me and supposed that she had gone out to celebrate with her new teammates. That night, I tried calling her, but her mother picked up instead, revealing the news that I would never ever want to hear. Chris has died in a car accident on her way to school for the tryouts.
Tears streamed down and onto my face as I dropped the receiver and collapsed to the floor. I howled and cried, inconsolable over the death of my dearest friend. Chris had broken her promise. Memories of the fun times that we shared flashed in my mind again and again as I mourned the death of my best friend, wishing that I had said what I never did, how much I loved her as a friend. It was all too late now.
"Dont worry, it's just a little blood. Come on, get up and I'll give you a piggyback ride home." Only this time, I could not carry her home.
yeah that's all lol.
actually i koped the idea from somewhere
but hahaha
whatever larh
i wrote the stuff without referring to anything.
blog next time
bye.
Monday, March 24, 2008
today is a bad day,i hope tomorrow will be better.
hahaha i'm back!
i dont know from what
yeah lazy to talk now
i promise i'll blog soon
byebye!
Sunday, March 09, 2008
it's tomorrow.oh my god.
i cant help but feel nervous.
and i fear ORD more than anything else.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
the day after tomorrow.
Saturday, March 01, 2008
LOL I CANT BELIEVE THAT I GOT A1 FOR CHINESE.it was a 53/70 only
but yea hahahahahhaa
i thought i would screw up
i shall type it out since i have nothing much to blog about
:]
the title is to write a story with cherishing the present as the theme.
here goes
*AHEM AHEM*
我悄悄的踏入了病房。
“哦，你终于来了。”文躺在病床上，一边说着，以便在空中挥动着双手，好像在抓什么似的。
见状，我立刻凑了过去，握着他的手，然后轻声地说：“我在这里。”
他笑了，我的心却一阵绞痛。他那双骨瘦如柴的双手，就如窗外的树枝，我并不了解树，但我知道，他们快干枯了，正像这一双手，那是一种绝望，无助的感觉。他更加消瘦了，才过了一个星期，他的锁骨都突出来了。我的鼻头一酸，泪水就这么轻易地盈上了眼眶，就如病魔这么轻易地，一点一点地，吞噬着他的生命。
“你怎么不说话？谢谢你，我很高兴你抽空来看我。”他问道，无邪的笑还挂在脸上。我告诉他没什么，只是功课把我给忙坏了，一时分了神。他告诉我，应该学会看开点，珍惜身边的美好事物，发现生命有多么的美丽，人才会变得快乐。
我很坦白地告诉他：“我听不懂。”
他说，我们人说这一生都在忙碌中度过，有些人一辈子都无法得到真正的快乐，其实，世界是美好的，致使需要我们去发现。得了病之后，他不得不放慢脚步，才知道人生是灿烂的。他最后问了一句：“就连我都做到了，你为什么不能呢？”
啊，真是让我恍然大悟。是呀，文都做到了，我也一定可以。文以前是运动好手，后来得了罕见的怪病，不但下半生瘫痪，双眼也失明了。去年，医生说他的病一定治得好，半年后，他说文可以活多十年，上个月，他说文还剩下一年的时间。这一切的一切，文都以乐观的态度面对，这下我明白了，因为他懂得珍惜现在。
文如此的坚强，我怎能为了一个不及格的科学测验而哭得死去活来呢？我要学问，学会乐观，学会珍惜现在。
希望文能永远快乐。
phew i'm finally done lol.
it's like quite short for a compo
and it's original and unedited so there're quite a few errors
yupp lol and i find the compo fake and lame
hahahaha whatever
as long as the teacher likes it
XD
byebye!
hahahaha hello people
i'm updating for the sake of updating
nothing much to say.
life is not bad recently lol.
byebye!
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