● @ Monday, August 16, 2004 ●
15/08.. yesterday.. quite glad that i had completed most of my work the day before-saturday. cuz i did not go for band mar.. so got plenty of time to do it. hee.. went out in a hurry.. cuz i was so afraid of being late.. cuz i had to meet tanshin and peiyi at 5 at the clementi bus stop.. so i feared i was going to be late. turned out that im the earliest.
peiyi is really a rather funny senior.. shes quite an amusing person.. i got to see the funny side of her during the day yesterday, and teh serious side of her at night. haiz.. anyway.. the three of us went took MRT tghr to VCH for the saxophone concert. while walking along the singapore river, duno why i suddenly felt rather regretful that the concert is this sunday; not the next. cuz if that's so, theres still a possibility of someone going. haiz... though im not surprised that it would be a rather tense one...
while walking.. someone called my name- mai... just on time.. so the 4 of us, went into the concert hall... since the concert was not a compulsary one for the band. the concert was qute all right lar.. just that i feel that the part where there was saxophone solo part, is boring.. haha.. cuz i think the guy over-do lar.. played to frequent.. so.. quite sian.. fortunately, the whole concert was not all saxophone solos.. if not tanshin and i are going to sleep le.. heehee.. ha. we saw dennis sim playing the drums..
in the middle of the concert, guEsS WhAt?? haiz...... my hp siAo aGaIn.. it restarted everything.... uGHH!!!! haiz... till now, i still cant get over it.. i guess it was worst than that time when my dad went into my room, accidentaly crushing over my golden paper crane. i was so angry with my dad for doing that. cuz he has just crushed on jia Ming!! ermm.. not physically of cuz. haha.. haiz.. from that day on, i gotta put jia ming at a corner of my study table le.. haiz... so lonely... poor jia ming.. wait a min. im being stupid. kk.. heehee. lemmie continue.
ermm.. ya.. haiz.. every single msgs of mine were gone. those not saved de. haiz.. i very long nvr save liao lor.. it was like in june. so from.. i guess 30 over? some of which i was forced to delete cuz they were flooding my hp memory space.. anyway.. haiz.. it turned out with only 7 msgs of his. haiz... sob... haiz..... haiz.. i got so agitated when i found out it was all gone.. haiz.. lost forever... haiz.. tanshin, being able to guess, told me that can ask him send again mar.. funny.. haiz.. i cant ask him to send me the exact things again right? and my sms is getting less frequent le.. haiz.. haiz.. i think i better stop saying about this.. haiz.. im just making myself more agitated. haiz... anyway.. after that incident, duno why my mind kept wandering to the day when i cried after msging him.. and he was watching a concert. haiz.. sad to say.. haiz... that was my favourite msg.. haiz.. and it was lost...... lots forever and ever. haiz..
tanshin took her mom's car home.. haiz.. mai took a bus.. so left peiyi and myself.. we took mrt home.. haiz... i was trying to push my mind away from jia ming. haiz.. but.. haiz.. peiyi did not allow that to happen. haiz.. cuz the moment we were alone, haiz.. she asked me about jia ming. haiz.. found out that she knows about it on the first alumni pract. everyone was talking about it. haiz.. chengyee and zhihui knows about it too.. haiz..
than asked me about the testimonial i wrote for jia ming.. teh last part: L.U.A stands for.. haiz. i should have made it. L.Y.A.. haiz.. thats less obvious.. haiz.. but.. shee guessed correctly. though i told her that its up to her to think what it stands for... haiz... felt really down at the end of our conversation.. haiz.. dont really want to think abouty yesterday's issues.. haiz... lots of ppl knows about it.. haiz.. and i dont feel like bothering much le.. cuz.. well.. so common. few days ago.. a sec one asked me online if i like jia ming anot. my answer to her was: "what the difference whether i liek him anot? it doesnt matter right?" she really asked lots of qs.. but she sec one.. so quite easy not to reply to her qs. she got no info out of me! ha.
haiz.. went home.. really felt very sad.. feel like expressing to someone.. but.. as usual.. haiz.. kept it to myself. cuz i feel v the guilty de. if i tell anyone. haiz... slept rather uncomfortably last night. haiz.. and.. my sore throat and ulcer has recovered. i ws quite glad about that. that means i can play clarinet le!! haha.. haiz... hmm.. but still have cough.. but thats all right. im glad that ive got my voice back. missed hearing my own voice. haha.. sounds stupid. but.. the whole school like everyone have sore throat. hmm...
this morning.. very drainned out.. duno why also.. haiz.... fret too much le. haiz... anyway.. peiyi todl me two things: 1. concentrate in ur studies. 2. study hard, and play hard. haiz.. k. anyway.. ya. tired.. for the first time, i felt that mrs j's lesson is boring. due to that.. duno why.. mrs jacob called my name twice. haiz.. call me for what. haiz.. she knows me well.... when i pay attention ar, she dont call me. the minute i dont.. haiz.. she will call my name le. haiz.. sian.
math lesson seems interesting todae. duno whats the matter with me. looks like science is the only boring subject todae. haiz.. felt like walking zombie.. in the first half of school.. haiz.. school ended early todae... all teh sec 2s gotta go to SP..
well.. i must say that singapore poly seems like a ratger good school.. with intersting courses. im afraid.. if i go there, i will be taking the same course as peirong: luve sciences and stuff... well.. but big poly, i must say. haiz. my class still discussing abt the teacher's day stuff. getting much more intersting.
haiz.. got to plan for the teacher's day event for mrs jacob. duno why i lead again. whats the matter with the class? dead liAo?? haiz.. than history role play.. gotta asign roles, type out the events.. narrator speech. haiz..
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