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smile, even if it's going to be a fake one.
because things will get better somehow.
because the sun still shines for you.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
gosh. i really think i need to stop this mi lu bing craze. this mi lu bing arhs. seriously. caused alot of problems to me. hahas. although i love them and i dont mind sacrificing for them. but all in all, i think i am at the losing side. rachel had been quite left out. because of my MLB craze. i hate that. she has been with me when i am troubled. she is always with me when i am having some kind of complications. so i really do not wish to hurt her like that.

and mi lu bing... god. this thursday is my o levels chinese oral! thats fast yea? and i am not at all nervous about it. i dont even think about it. there's a girl call xue er(not my class de), know her yesterday at mediacorp. she got distinction for o level chinese! she is now in sec four. how she get such high marks?! lolls. its practically impossible for me to get such marks. i need to start preparing for my oral. i should not be wasting so much time on mi lu bing. every saturday i will be out whole day. to catch mi lu bing at mediacorp. its wasting my time. although i seem to really get relaxed from all the stress i was having. screaming and shouting really help relax me.

and next. every saturday going out. we took cabs. we bought food. and on mondays. money to vote for MLB. god. you will never imagine how much i have spent. although my daddy provide the money for me, for every saturdays. but i dont feel nice. its me who want to waste such money. and i am using my dad's money. i want to work instead. earn my own money. i rather skip school. school is now a boring place. where troubles all came rushing in. and there's no way where they can get out. schooling is stupid. i think its because everyone has grown up. then everyone will start having bad opinions about one another. even among good friends. things like jealousy, attitudes, comparisons. these kind of stuffs. i dont deny that i dont compare myself with others. i also dont deny that i do get jealous at times. and i also have attitude problems. i am proud and selfish... and blah blah blah. but i simply hate it. why cant men stay INNOCENT?!

now my whole mind is thinking of mi lu bing. how to study when mi lu bing is stuck in my head? open elementary textbook. read first question, and i will start scribbling "jia you mi lu bing" or "mi lu bing love" on the page. siao. you will be surprised how many times i have written in just one hour. in my brain. there's only mi lu bing. no maths, no science, no history. can the school please change the syllabus please?! and get us test on mi lu bing instead? i think i can score far better than the score i have now.

maybe i am getting more and more exaggerating. i also dont know why i am making a big fuss out of it. but blogging makes me think through things... i some sort of sort things out in my heart eventually... in a way. so... dont mind me writing all these craps yea?