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Wednesday, April 30, 2008, 8:03 AM
Today, in chinese class[which I call CSP a.k.a call so people organisation] nothing much had happened... But the first ever thing that had happened when I reach CTSS is that I accidentally banged into this Boon Lay Sec guy....ouhhh how embarrassing. Bout the banging thing, I don't know who's responsible for it but... the story goes like this; mummy and daddy send me to CTSS at about 3 p.m. and I thougt that I was late for the MYE chinese exam, hence, I rushed up the staircase hesitantly finding my classroom... I was happy to see my "classmates" all seating there from the back door... feeling too excited to get sitted and realised that the examination had not started yet, I opened the door and at the same time this Boon Lay sec guy open the door too and that's when we banged at each other...[sigh] how embarrassing and flushing I were at that milisecond. I was apologizing to him in immediate and did he... When I came in I couldn't stop thinking how "it" could have happened... ERGGGGHHHH!!! By the way, too lates.... I pretend to act cool in front of my mates not knowing how unforgettable the incident were...
It's 3.30 p.m. and Ms Foo had came in and that's when our examination starts... As I do the paper cautiously, I kept recallig the incident...
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SYARAFINA. A penultimate Leo. 16, real triple mutliple soon.
I'm a big-time procrastinator. But hey, procrastinators enjoy life more than anyone, because they don’t worry and they still meet the
deadline. I'm weird, I run into things, I spill food, I trip, I scream about random stuff. I obviously don't have it all together.
But I like it that way. I just want to live a life without worries, where I can be me without fear of being judged. I want to let go of the past, live in
the present, and dream of the future. I don’t wish to be everything to everyone, but it would be lovely to be something to someone.
Got a problem with me? Solve it. Think I’m trippin’? Tie my shoes. Can’t stand me? Sit your butt back down. Can’t face me? Turn around. Getting tired of
me? Take a nap.
Blov-vers are as dearly loved as possible -_*
Ps/ Note to self: I think I’ll go anti-love. Really, who needs it? Butterflies in the tummy, heart skipping beats… that can’t be safe.