Friday, July 29, 2005 @ 7/29/2005 10:17:00 pm
updating..
bloody confused. so my blog is in a freakin' mess now. pardon while i complain can anort.
ahem, well. i haven't been blogging in awhile. in a LONG while. cos.. i am just so freakin' busy trying to even catch some sleep, finish hwk & also try to fit in. and anyways, would anyone just TAG or even READ my blog? i don't think so. like ANYONE even cares. ughh. forgive my pessimistic style of writing. but its true lor.

so anyways, the other day during socialstudies lesson i scored really badly for a test, like erika, but tt doesn't mean tt mrs ang can like be biased towards the e.lit. group... plus i was sick since monday. like hello,don't the sick even get sympathised? i even hv an MC & wasn't even supposed to come to sch on tuesday. ughh. cant even concentrate properly in class now, i have GOT TO get more sleep or i'll suffer even more. which explains the reason why i was so pissed off tt day. even onglai sms-ed, & alvin tagged [as shown above.hahas.] which is so unlikely to happen lor.

on tt note, i gotta admit i don't hv any guy frens at all. queen says i look&sound too mature & i speak english quite fluently. like so? just cos i don't look as cute/pretty, don hv a stead, don speak chinese well & don really noe chinese music, i get discriminated. i jus don get why pple just don talk normally to me. im gonna say it NOW. I UNDERSTAND CHINESE OKAY, BLOODYHELL.I JUST DON'T GET SOME WORDS CAN.EXPLAIN LA.

ps:
-hope nana enjoys K.L. .... woohoo.
-argh. but sec3 squad rocks. except for me.
-ok, im stil sick, so i cant go play bball with queenie,wp,jean & huiyan tmr.
-want the right to belong. think i noe how she feels.
so come on, tell me.
Reach my prismic soul.
elizabeth.
Lizzie!
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