yeahh..time to blog!
cuz....juz now..got lots of ppll..
now...me & my mum onlyy...
so good huh.?
ahh today...english paper 1..
hard?simple?easy?
idk lehh...its like...i anyhow do...
idk lehh...i finish so fast...in my heart.
i keep on praying...& i write so little siol.
but sure..wun fail de lahh...
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ouh how many days i never blog????
yesterday.was okokkk....
ouh yeahhh..one joke..
that day...mr yeo..teaching us..then he told us this
"payatencents" LOL....
the story goes like this...last time...his principle
not reali good at enlgish..then he say..
"ok students,paatencents to ur form teacher!"
LOL...then in class...mr yeo say...they all give 10cents
to the teacher...hahaxx...that time..me & pearl laugh
like hell sio....i laugh until tears all cum out.
then ppl point at us then laugh agnn..LOL
so funnyyyyy......
ouh yesterdayy..was busy doing art...then never blog.
jas ask me blog..but i lazzy...LOL!....sry lah..
then then...today plan to go airport with pearl & qin.
but...i got stomuchache..wth man...
sorry horr.....i reali wanted to go..but..the pain cant bear ald.
doing the english paper also very pain...
-.-......grrrrrrrrrrr...so bad siol..now..stomuch better ald.
but then cant go out alddd lahhh...haixxxx...
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Awkward glory

how can you still love me,GOD
when so ofen i turn away from you,
always skating in the fast-line
chasing the good life,
even when i knoe
it's never-ending headche
a cycyle of chaos and easy lies.
i say i know you
i say i love you & i follow your teachings.
then i meet him-and i forget about you,
i compromise my values,
i jeopardize my morals,
i denigrate myself.
i fall. i cry . i return to you.
but then i meet another,and the patten returns:
i truse,i believe,
i give,i am deceived.
i fall. i cry . i retuen to you.
do you never tire of my antics,GOD,
or wince at my coming to you with excuses and tears....
distruse my coming only when in need?
you must love me,i deserve less;instead you offer more.
to live and breathe and wake each day
is nothing less than your grace
in awkward glorious movement.

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nice poem isn't it?...i love it siaaaa.....