KICK! HIT! GOAL!!!.

i said hi,
sam said hi,
she's so charming ,
i said hi,
she's so cute and
she said hi.
WOO~

school's a bore, i daresay never skip any h2 lessons at all and i normally come out of class knowing NOTHING, even when i am not sleepy, i had a bad start in my jc life, and it might be too late,
too late for regrets and CRYing is something, i should not do, cos i expected what i will be reaping,
but i do not know,
i do not know,
whether, i can control myself.
how will they react?
WILL they fuck my ass as usual?
or will they let me go.

I tried so hard,
and i do not understand, not even when i concentrate.
i do not even have a chance to try the tutorials, cos i know fuck about that topic.
i pass NO TESTS, even if i did, i am the bottom of my class, cause EVErYone in the class passed and i just got a 50% for the fucking test.
So, i am at the fucking bottom.

shopping spree at orchard tomorrow.
i am going to buy the dollar sign necklace and the punky jumper with a hood on it.
and a zinc bag to match the likes of a punky fuck face.
the remaining will be to buy a collectible lighter to light my cigarette.
i shall blow smoke and make rings in the air.
i will smoke in the face of THAM chee yong and he can do shit.
All teachers give no damn about me.
i am better off dead, cos even if i promote, i aint going to have a good fucking testmonial even if i do not skip lessons.
They are jealous of my fcking face.

Yes, i feel empty in my heart.
fuck those influencing me to go poly,
it reminds me of the days when i was going through OPINIONS of PEOPLE to go POLY or jc.
i was in a stir,
i was ignorant,
and i regret cos i did not make a decision, a firm one.
I FOLLOWED the others.
blindly
sadly.
and i regret.

Cause many are fucking coping well, but fucking me
in life, i have to find pieces of puzzle pieces to find me, i am slowly finding them, i should know where to belong, and what i should do.

Singapore shall remain under my scrutiny,
GRantlogy shall stay,
teachers are hypocrite in my opinion and
some fuckers never fail to unhold their names.

i know, many are concerned
i cant help it but disappoint you.
i never skip lessons but i understand fuck
SHIT. FUCK.
SHIT. FUCK.
The exact same words snapped into my mind.
what comes around, goes around.

i am going to tell those that care, that i am going to try my best , no lies, no sacarsm, NO HIDDEN MEANINGS, but i am still going to buy my poly stuff 2ml in orchard

1. jeans
2. blazerS
3. jumper with a hood
4. dollar sign chain
5. zinc bag (for yalam)
6. lighter for my cigarettes
7. cigarettes duh
8. VANS shoes
9. A CAP.
10. prom night top wear
11. find a job
12. more to come

It's been a long time since i blogged to my heart's content.
and it;s only fair that such a length will suffice.

.][-Splattered my blood on
12:30 AM