histy B3
eng A1
chi B4
sci A1
math -not sure yet- (hopefully ii failed.)
lit A1
art SHLD b A1
d&t also SHLD b A1.
not bad:). one b3; one b4; 5A1s and one failure. NOT BADD.
ahh. well i cut my hair. BY MYSELF. aahha.. well; only abit. one little tiny bit. lala. just cut straight. STRAIGT OUT. anw its KWL; i LIKE IT. well.. my hair's alws messy.. so mayb teh difference isnt that obvious.. oh well.
siian. tml's teh dance thingy. teh audition. fuck. i'd btr nt get nerves. oneAvande; get serious. FOCUS. FOOCUSS. its only for that damned five minutes pluus. put your heart and soul into it.. kay? =). well.
ms poh said dis to me; in teh morning: you're a dancer, right? dancers should learn to put all their own feelings aside when they're dancing. well. WELL. i WAS a dancer. past tense. and i've stopped listening to my common sense; im listening to my emotions instead. well. i dont think much when dancing... maybe i should take up my dance lessons agen. but i dun think tt my mom would allow.. and it'd be tough starting up agen. i shouldnt have quitted. well! met jo darling at teh mrt station.. i was lyk; walking.. den suddenly jo was lyk" MEOW!" den i was lyk. "WTF!?" =.=.. in teh end.. we ended up fooling around at my hse. POOR CORNY. =D. lalallla. i didnt do nothing! and den i cut my hair bla bla bla. im a fucking menance to myself. and now here i am. well - i am who i am. accept teh bloody fact. (:
I LOVE TEH LEMON TREE SONG. (was singing it during math period.. whn teh teacher wasnt around. come to think of it, she didnt come at all.)