Swords

This isn't going to be fun and interesting post. I'm feeling really, really bored here! School sucks as usual, going home after school with Pearlie like everyday now, she's just "using" me (wakakaka) and we went yapping about Superman. Okay, that isn't the sucky part about school. It's me. I like my computer way too much to spend time revising and doing my homework, hence I'm always doing homework after midnight when almost all my classmates are already in their Lalalands. Which leads me to being super duper tired the next day at school. It's my fault and I shouldn't be complaining right? But why am I talking about it? Because I have nothing to blog about, hees.

Anyway, something happened. I felt that the saying something about pens being like sword is quite true. It's so stupid I rather someone talk bad about me right there in front of me (even if it hurts like what the hell !@#$) but it's much better than talking bad behind you, or worse, writing or blogging bad things about you. This is just stupid. Argh. Pens are like swords because words can really hurt people sometimes. Sucks huh?

Okay, I DO realise that I'm crapping. Bored. And oh ya Common Test is sooo starting this week! I'm in deep shit. Pray hard that I won't make a mess of it. Structure remedials' starting in Term 2 officially and school will then end at about 4.30pm everyday so as to prepare us for the ULTIMATE o'level. Me can't freaking wait for the release of school and weekends everyday.

Day dream a lot about situations that will never happen in reality during lessons, stoning all the way just looking as the teacher's mouth open. Close. Open. Close. Hmmm. It's a cycle! Hey maybe I can be a professional day dreamer, don't you think so? %D

Okay, I guess I'll end this crappy post here. Lastly, support here, tyvm ♥!