Today I walked past our S3Wisdom 03 classroom... took a peep inside. Man! The sickening stench of paint slammed into my nose. What made me sick to the stomach wasn't the ugly colours, but the repainting over our walls. our beautiful walls. the walls that soothed me thoughout my sec3 life. those walls gave me warmth and protection that no other walls can. before that, i was harbouring hope that we still might be able to shift back into our classroom.

The talk during assembly today wasn't as boring as usual talk and those china dances. The speaker was an SPH editor. perhaps i can write quickly, btu definately not accurately. If i were to be a reporter, i'd be a tabloids reporter...probably a subjective one.

as usual, got the math enrichment lessons on friday. clash with ld. but i've given up hope anyway. i'll physically present for ld and forgo the math. Many things fall on a friday, much more often than not, i go for ld. only during a couple of times, when things are really important, i try asking for permission to be excused from sitting around in the mpr. sharp jabs.

it's like this girl who got 9 A1s and 1 A2 and her parents start scolding her for the A2. if you're talking about priorities here. Watching TV comes before sitting in a room feeling depressed and useless.

because my love for it has died
I may be meek, but I still have pride