Friday, November 12
that funny question from bio is void. or something like that. either way it makes no difference to me because a1s still go by the bell curve, whatever it's called. at least i don't feel so stupid now. *phew* but i'm still annoyed by my not labelling the damned diagrams. 8 marks gone, max from that question. and the heart thing. well it's over. thank goodness. and i thought cambridge never makes mistakes! i mean we pay them a fair bit of money to give us a certain standard of examinations right? not like psle.. there's sure to be some problem somewhere every year, by the looks of it recently. anyway. i'm glad to know it's not that we're dumb. phewww.
hands are red and a bit sore from ball catching. spent about half an hour throwing some stinky rugby ball at my sister. that thing knocked into my screen twice, knocked over my dustbin twice and landed on my bed once. and knocked over my spirit of moonflower body mist bottle once. apart from that my room's still in one piece. mainly because i was sitting down the entire time. i've still got a bit of phobia.. ever since that time in primary one when some idiot knocked a basketball into my face and squashed my nose forevermore. well this time nothing happened. i dislike her stinky rugby ball. it smells of field. now my room smells of field. it's dirty. and it bounced on my bed. and all over my floor. and knocked over my stash of biscuits. well hopefully she won't bring it home anymore. i'm nuts about this song.. not ready for goodbye, all 4 one.
Sittin' here starin' at the wall
Another lonely tear falls
I'm tryin' to write you this song
But I can hardly see the page at all
'Cause it's breaking my heart
When I look in your eyes
And I don't see me anymore
Oh, and you're all I'm living for
[chorus]
Baby, tell me that you still believe
That you still love me
The way I love you
If you take your love away from me
You know I would die'
Cause I'm not ready for goodbye (Oooh...ooh...oh...)
Baby, please pick up the phone
Tell me I'm crazy, I got it all wrong
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I don't know how to live without you
You are the first song
My heart ever heard
And baby, I believed every word
You are my heart, my soul, my world
[chorus]
[bridge]
Every breath that I take, every beat of my heart
You know it's all for you
I wanna hold you, I wanna love you
Forever and always
like the chorus =) aren't ya'll glad we don't go to school everyday anymore? you'd be sick of it in an hour wahhaha. i don't know why i don't get sick of things that easily. it's not cos i'm tolerant. maybe i'm just extreme. either love it or loathe it. =) -- and above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man. -- hamlet.
it must've been love.
10:49 pm
xoxo
