i like this new skin :) but i've made sacrifices.
i've given up boo, taittinger, hamlet and squishy.
no more! :( oh well, i'd gladly settle for a real kitten, tiger, hamster or random any day. generous people out there xD

today was a bloody microwave oven. my nerves felt roasted, my hair felt fried, i literally felt like i was melting. and no, the smell of the whole level melting enclosed in the theatre for assembly is not the most pleasant one.

i thought summer was supposed to be ending?! but no, mother nature is very capricious and decided to throw in a few more roasting days for the heck of it.

i had double chinese today again. i seem to be seeing mr yu very often these days. anyway, he really is the most silly character. one day a teacher was knocking on the door, and he spun - no, i'm not kidding - one of those ballerina spins on his heel complete with head toss and all. i was quite freaked out at his lack of masculinity last year, but i think i've gotten used to him, exceeding flappiness inclusive. by the way, for those who don't know, mr yu is my chinese teacher for the second year in a row who cannot for the life of him pronounce my name and is extremely ridiculous. he flaps when he talks. don't ask why.

the rest of the day seemed too hot and too long to take notice of.

when i was walking (yes, WALKING) in this inhuman desert heat, i half expected to see the shrubs on the sidewalk resemble cactuses - but anyway, i passed by this house where there was this wooden board sticking very conspicuously out of the garden. and on it was written something like "R.I.P Dear Beloved .." i didn't catch the rest. i didn't exactly want to be caught by the owner gawking at his/her pet's grave marker. i presume it was a pet =| God forbid it's anything else.

i didn't know people buried their pets. :( i never got a chance to bury mine. all my pets died quite tragically. The Fish (it had no name i don't think, so it was The Fish. or it was a goldfish called Goldy, of all the ingenious names.) anyway, The Fish, died because i attempted to eat it. yes, i know some people might argue that it's against human nature to attack their pets, but give me a break. humans eat anything these days, insects and shit included. now i for one would never eat insects or shit. so a goldfish is excusable. besides, i was young and i didn't really know that you weren't supposed to eat goldfishes. my grandma somehow tried to educate me and told me that The Fish was a Fish (nuh-duuuuh) and that Fishes could be eaten. no prizes for guessing what i tried to do next, but i'm pretty sure it gave The poor Fish a heart attack as it was found floating on its back a few hours later. Fifi (ok, another bimbo name) was a green lovebird who died from lovesickness when Mimi (my sister's lovebird died =D this i believe is entirely due to her neglect) Snowball, (a hamster who wasn't even white) leaped to his (or her) suicide when i was a mere ten years old. it left a trail of shit all the way to the balcony ledge, so i presume it fell gracefully to its death 11 storeys below. i never did go down to check because 11 storeys below there lives Tommy, a big fat white stray cat. i didn't think i could handle the trauma of seeing Snowball's mangled remains. Snowflake, Snowball's relative, bit its way out and was loose in the house. i always thought it got stuck inside the stuffing of the sofa because i heard scrabbly noises coming from the sofa. well, end of story when my dad refused to Not Sit because i suspected Snowflake was in there. 80 kilos descending on snowflake. poor him. and then there was another, i forgot his name, who died of chocolate poisioning. gimme a break. i was young and unenlightened, and i never knew you weren't supposed to feed hamsters chocolates. i thought i was being generous by sharing.

but now, older and wiser, i'm alot more ready for a kitten. i've always wanted a kitten called Boo. i don't really care if it has babies or if there's more than one kitten, i'll call all of them Boo. or use a numbering system. Boo #1, Boo #2, Boo #3, and so on. and if they're descendants of the same line, Boo #1 the first, Boo #1 the second, and so on. i absolutely insist on the name Boo. there's no other appropriate name for a cat.

and wouldn't you agree hamlet is the name for a hamster? pfft to silly unoriginal names like snowball.

i would go on..but.. i think there's been enough blogging about pets.

yay! it's thursday and i have no homework and i have lots of favourite tv shows on tonight. lost, medium, smallville, sex and the city, etc. :D hooray!

someone remind me to start studying for all those outcomes next week. =|

i'm back again.
i totally forgot to report the shocking event i experienced in this day and age.
so i'm sitting in chinese class, not-so-docilely fidgeting.
bena, bored out of her tiny mind, goes : mr yu, why is 'ta' (him) used to mean everyone in general; why not 'ta' (female version)??
mr yu: well, it is a man's world. (in an extremely matter-of-fact tone)

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

oh, the trouble that one little remark caused him. what an uproar. a dozen female voices chimed in all at once berating him for his unliberal, small-minded, traditional, chauvinist, completely offensive thinking.

me: (in an overly loud soft tone) gee, no wonder he's from china.

ooooh, the irksomeness of that. to think that MR. YU thinks HIS GENDER is superior just because they have four inches on average or so more of flesh than us females. besides, it's so proven that we're like, better in linguistics (ahh, there you go, proof of my undivided attention during psych) and have a longer life span. oh, and i'm not saying that males shouldn't be more dominant. it's quite scary to see a marriage where the female domiantes. i too am guilty of that conventional train of thought.

BUT. the very mention that we're all inferior to mr. yu!

i GASP in horror.

alright, rant over.

before i go, i wanted to add my TV ranking, since i watch a lot of TV these days.

#1 : CSI
this one just fascinates me with its morbidity and its sadisticness. believe it or not, i get a kick out of watching dead people get analyzed :D original, new york, miami, you name it - i watch it. it's totally captivating. and the hotshot lines always crack me up.

#2 : lost
purely because that Jack guy is hot. :) although he is disgusting and sweaty 98% of the time, i watch and wait patiently for the hot clean smart doctor jack on the flashbacks. :D and sawyer's not too bad either. he's got the grungy rebel look :p not that i'm into that, but still, additional eye candy. nooo.. i'm not THAT shallow. it is quite an interesting show, if you overlook the fact that it mostly doesn't make sense. maybe that's why it's interesting.

#3 : alias
i was very sad when this season ended on TV. i'm so awaiting next season :D i reckon jennifer garner and michael vartan make a hot pair. although michael vartan would look hotter with me :D but still. hm. i like the conspiracies and the lies and the twists and turns. i live for conspiracy :) adds a little humdrum to my boring life.

#4 : sex and the city
sex, sex, and more sex talk. enough said :D nah, it has its moments :p

#5 : desperate housewives
ahhh, this one. who doesn't love a good hour long of women being scheming? it does teach you a lot of future lessons if you wanna get rid of an irritating husband who has lots of money :p the useful lessons in life you pick up are numerous.

there are more, but these are the few at the moment.

ok, since now everyone thinks i don't have a life, i'm just gonna go and prove them right by doing methods homework and reading a spot of catherine and heathcliffe's tumultous passion.

as I blog, I'm trawling the australian TV guide for free-to-air television -.- do not comment on how lowly my life is or i shall bite you xD. well, it's drama wednesday and i am absolutely uninterested. as you may have noticed, i'm a bit more of a morbid CSI freak :D with the exceptions of long twisty plots that don't make sense a.k.a lost/alias. note the similarity here : produced by the same person. oh, and i can't forget desperate housewives and sex and the city (in?) or (and?) whatever, for its quirks and quotes about sex, the ever fasinating topic. *rolls eyes*

i had a relatively uninteresting day today (well, i don't think it can get any more interesting when you're a high school girl with more than 5/6 of her life spent in school monotonously dragging your way to dreaded classes and sitting through most of them attempting to look like you understand. ah, the tragedy of my life.)

except! we've officially concluded pride and prejudice. bye-bye, elizabeth bennet and mr. darcy. hello, catherine and heathcliffe of wuthing heights. =| boy, what a difference. one's a light hearted satiric novel about social conventions (and of course the sidelong romance :p) and the other's a dark stormy tragic tale of love transcending the grave. (sounds familiar? i reckon it could be a lot less dry than romeo and juliet. i never liked them. i always was of the opinion that they were stupid ._. and really there's no need to like, kill yourself over such trivial matters as your love dying ^^ ) you certainly won't see me jabbing a knife through my heart if my husband dies. nope, i'll just mourn for a suitable period, and go shopping to spend the insurance money :p oops. too much desperate housewives for me. that sounded a bit gabrielle-ish.

anyway, for the purposes of not offending anyone while being able to share my funny experience today :p i shall call the person ..um.. A. (yeah, i've learnt from melina's blogging experience.)

sister (xc) and me (xn) are sitting around in the living room, signing in to msn straightaway after getting home. yes, this is our daily routine.

*msn beeps*
*xc and xn get into their respective places in front of their laptops about 10ms away from each other*

*msn alert*
B signs in.
xc and xn: YUCK.
B signs in again.
this time...
xn: omgosh. argh! take it away! take it away! *panics and proceeds to wave hands around frantically in front of THE unwanted pop-up msn alert*
xc: ooooooooooh *stewing*

it was one of those things that you had to be there. ok, i know that was totally redundant. maybe i should just get back to my work now. =| formal tickets are starting to be on sale as of tomorrow. $55 bucks; what a rip-off.

can You take it all away?

after watching CSI, i feel slightly better about my situation in life. at least i'm not stuck alive, with fire ants crawling over my face and - God forbid - my nostrils, and no air, six feet under in a glass box. yepp, you're talking about being buried alive. it's quite a scary thought really. and i thought i was being morbid by wondering about spontaneous combustion. well, there's always the bad, and the badder out there.
somehow through watching csi and doing chores, it took my mind off things. i feel lots better now.

Who are you now? 
Are you still the same 
Or did you change somehow? 
What do you do 
At this very moment when I think of you? 
And when I'm looking back
How we were young and stupid
Do you remember that?

No matter how I fight it 
Can't deny it 
Just can't let you go 

I still need you
I still care about you
Though everything's been said and done
I still feel you
Like I'm right beside you
But still no word from you

Now look at me
Instead of moving on, I refuse to see 
That I keep coming back 
And I'm stuck in a moment 
That wasn't meant to last (to last) 

I've tried to fight it
Can't deny it
You don't even know

That I still need you
I still care about you
Though everything's been said and done
I still feel you
Like I'm right beside you
But still no word from you

Ohhhh
Wish I could find you
Just like you found me
Then I would never let you go (without you)

Though everything's been said and done (yeah)
I still feel you (I still feel you)
Like I'm right beside you (like I'm right beside you)
But still no (still no word) word from you

that about sums it up. i quote janean : "life isn't a bunch of roses. one week it's good, the next week it's fked up,
the next is good, and then it fks up again. "
can i say, i totally agree?
to my special friend : thanks for everything. i don't know what i'd do without you. honestly.
everything's just messed up.

UGH. valentine's day i think is getting me all queasy. it's the feeling of like having this really big bubble (although not exactly happy) kinda inflating in you. you feel like you're gonna swell up and burst. and this is 2 hours after i just blogged all high and happy and the world all good because of the dress. but after my shower (where it obviously cleared my head) i came online and saw all the mushy nicknames. and now i PINE.

Looking at your picture from when we first met
You gave me a smile that I could never forget
And nothing I could do could protect me from you that night
Wrapped around your finger
Always in my mind
The days they blend 'cause we stayed up all night
Yeah, you and I were everything, everything to me

I just want you to know that I’ve been fighting to let you go
Some days I’ll make it through, and then there’s nights that never end
I wish that I could believe that there’s a day you’ll come back to me
But still I have to say I would do it all again, just want you to know

All the doors are closing
I’m trying to move  ahead
And deep inside I wish it was me instead
My dreams are empty from the day
The day you slipped away

And I just want you to know that I’ve been fighting to let you go
Some days I’ll make it through, and then there’s nights that never end
I wish that I could believe that there’s a day you’ll come back to me
But still I have to say I would do it all again, just want you to know

That since I lost you, I lost myself
I know I can’t fake it, there’s no one else

I just want you to know that I’ve been fighting to let you go
Some days I’ll make it through, and then there’s nights that never end
I wish that I could believe that there’s a day you’ll come back to me
But still I have to say I would do it all again, just want you to know

song dedication to - :)

i feel unmotivated and lost these days. like i'm simply going through day after day just because it's routine. i don't wake up and feel perky to get to school or something. i sort of drag myself up in a half-moronic semi-spastic state and make myself look somewhat presentable and sort of drag my way to school where i begin that routine again. it's so much of habit that i don't even think, i just do it. day after day seems to go by quite meaninglessly. i don't connect with some of my friends anymore. life is depressing.

alright, i confess i started off the day with mixed feelings. i really miss someone but there's no point considering how far away i am from him. this is the third valentines' day in a row i've liked that same person. maybe i should check myself into the looney bin. on one hand i was happy and shit cos i couldn't ask for a second-best valentine's day. of course my dream valentine's day is to spend it with him but since it's not gonna happen soon, i'll spend it with the people i love - my friends! and i know i have friends whom i love and love me :) and that just really makes it good too. gloria's in her lovey-dovey mood and everything was all hearts, flowers and chocolates. melina was really depressed. i was sort of mixed about it all. jan gave me a pretty rose with chocolate in it xD yes, i love you too jan. thanks for being such an awesome friend.

well i had double english first..it didn't feel that much like valentine's day cos we were sitting in a cold classroom listening to my teacher with her cool english accent :) reading catcher in the rye. yea, i know it's a load of bull mainly - seriously, if story's like over three days. and it's so thick for something over three days. if i recounted three days of my life, it'd probably be like half a page long. fine, maybe i'm just boring, but gosh - at least i don't bullcrap.

recess i had a really bad craving for chocolate so i went to get a kit kat to cheer myself up :( yea..i was feeling pretty crap then cos everyone was all hearts, flowers, chocolates, red..and i couldn't help thinking that i'll probably just go kill myself if i still like the same person next valentine's day. cos that would make FOUR valentine's days in a row. which is totally pointless since i won't be seeing him till two years later.

double gen and i was like..still in the crap mood..couldn't concentrate..everything was pretty depressing even though i was quite bubbly and all..but that was just..sort of all..being..falsely bright and cheery.

assembly - oh my gosh how embarrassing was it?! i fell asleep while miss harris was droning on and on and then mr gritchting (uh, miss harris and mr gritchting the last two people i wanna see on earth) walked up ALL the way and actually stood next to me waving his fingers in front of my face going "wake up" and it took him about four attempts and by then everyone was staring at me..i woke up and i was like "huh?" all lost and all and then i saw mr gritching and everyone staring at me pointedly and i'm like "sh...."

anyway YAY ms francken didn't come for methods so the whole class just got up and left early xD i had no homework and i felt like bumming and not going home and so did janean and melina was like all depressed and stuff and then we were like "omgosh!lets go formal dress shopping!!"so we walked up to the tram stop and then janean was determined to wait for some poor unsuspecting person to walk by and yell at the top of her lungs "xinni isn't it time for you to take your pills for GENITAL HERPIES" and im like.. "go away i don't know you" lol and then we do it back to janean melina's like "JANEAN DON'T PASS YOUR AIDS TO ME" and i'm like "ITS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD IF YOU'RE PREGNANT" or something like that :p and we were getting all these..looks :p anyway we met romy on the tram and then we ended up on some funny road where we walked into this cheapo shop and janean was practically developing rashes from the cheapness of it all ._. so we decided to go to chapel even though it IS a tad pricey. but anyway janean got hungry halfway and she's like "lets go to maccas" i'm like "wherE?" and she starts walking so i stand in the middle of the street and whine/wail "WHEEERE??" and janeans like -.- "right in front of you" anyway we got the cheapo $4 meal cos we were just snackish. halfway through some ticket inspecter came up and we panicked cos we hadn't bought tickets and stuff but we were like getting off anyway :p at chapel street i saw hearts in the sky and i'm like.. OHHH..even the clouds have hearts today..we looked around heaps until we went to chic something and i almost started drooling. that's where i fell in love.

the dress was 100% silk, midnight blue and sort of gleamish, and had diamante and glass beads detail and it was like halter-type which covered my scar. and it also cost $469.

yup you saw right. $469 which, after i include shoes and jewellery and formal and the ticket for a partner will be roughly about $600. so.. that's gonna take me approximately six months to pay back. *ugh* the agony of walking out of the shop. i now totally understand the feeling of being in love.

this whole formal thing's got me all stressed out ><" everyones so hyped about formal and valentine's day too..maybe cos i happened to like the same person for three valentines day in a row but i've never told the person.(i don't know why) and i don't intend to tell the person either. doesn't make much sense considering the few thousand km's between us.well..we'll see what happens cos u never know where my future lies and whose path it'll cross ;) maybe faith'll take me to his doorstep..:p everyones like asking me to bring eddie and eddie's cool - i couldnt ask for any better person :) but i dunno if i wanna go formal at all..too much trouble shopping for dress/shoes/jewellery etc..=.="plus doing hair and makeup..i know..the shopaholic finally admitting shes too lazy to go shopping..yup..it's11 weeks more..i've said it before but damn i wish i was in singapore..cos nothing beats bringing someone u can just hang out with and have fun..not feel self conscious about being all dressed up..and still remember it as one of the best nites of ur life..and i know there are 2 people i'd like to share that with me..><" mondays are terribly long as usual but i survived :D weekend was really eventful..ask me and i'll tell ya..;) anw..feel lots better than last week..gained weight though but cant seem to stop eating junk..=.=" i gotta STOP..btw..don't know if i'm going to easter camp yet. depends on who's going yea. anyway who can blame them for spending as much time as they want to with the people they like..another poo for me cos the next time i see the person is 2 years..yes..melinas right..valentines day does get u depressed and shit.. lol methods today i couldnt stop crackin up cos these fobs were like calling out answers and the teachers like "don't call out" looking like she wanted to bite them or something haha ^^" and i dun think they understood cos they kept on doing it and eventually the whole class was like snickering..lol..during lit zhen and i were just mad talking bout formals (nuh-duh) it's the hot topic of the moment..we were talking bout hair..and whether cocktail dresses or ball dresses..*thinks* hmm..meh..must find one that doesnt show my scar..oh gosh..my eng teacher works us so hard but i love her accent its gorgeous :p hot brit accent and chi..omgomg- mr yu got my name right for the first time in like 1 year + and he called my name and i'm like all psycho in class : YOU GOT MY NAME RIGHT!! and he goes "yer..thats ur chinese name..and what i was calling before was ur english name.." what the..=p since wen was "xinni" an english name..or for that matter..the way he says in.."shuinning" or smth like that..he keeps trying to chase me out to the advanced class and i keep telling him that evil man-lady won't allow it..hahah and clifford and i were drawing a mr yu cartoon..psych we did some fun thing..i love mrs biddington shes soo nice shes awesome ^^

oh did i mention i went to allans music and got scores - we belong together, 100 years, superman, when you believe, eternal flame, a whole new world, and friends forever. *hee.

i'm so fkn cut :'( this is the bloody worst day of my whole entire year. miss harris totally intimidated me until i wanted to cry and she got stupid old chesterfield to sit behind her and back her up i totally wanted to scream and chuck a fit there and she wouldnt let me go even after i was like "yeh ok whatever fine fine" and she just made me sit through the whole fkin thing and *sob* i didnt make it into choir either (which i dont really care, i went for the audition for the heck of it cos em was going and i already have something on on wednesdays so even if i made it i wouldnt be able to go) but i never knew u could be so bloody scared that ur voice quivers and shit :( anyway that juz made the day worse and frkin hell the stupid formal is 11 weekz away and i got no dress nothing no partner >< if this were singapore i know who im bringing but bloody hell 11 weeks is too soon i dun wanna be the only loser without a date (sure i noe ppl going without dates but they're like one big grp of frens and mine -well 2 of them seem totally intent on getting scotchies) and im like..i dun wan any random for formal i wan a good friend im totally comfortable with or someone i like which isnt here anyway !#$%^& i hate this week i got tons of homework too :'( and im gonna be stuck with mr yu for the whole year someone shoot me now :'( before i die of depression

so i was blog surfing and once again i reflect on my stupid URL. and then my stupid email add, and my stupid name. how come everyone has something remotely better than their names and i have my boring old name? i can't ever seem to think of things that aren't already in use or sound totally spaz.

anyway. today was by all counts, except homework, the least retarded day of the week. i kicked off the day by arriving early to see mr. gritchtings who sent me off to find the SAME PEOPLE as yesterday (i know..!@#$%) and get their signatures. i mean, you'd think..hello?! try telling me beforehand? when i FIRST go look for them? so i can get it all done at once?! but then ms zhuang had to keep my letter so she could check something and i headed off to chinese. with mr. yu. who promptly kicked me out of class because he said "shingning, you must be in the 3/4 class. go to the level coordiator -mr gritchting- and tell him to change your class!" and even though i stood there attempting to communicate - first in english, then i thought i'd try chinese when he obviously had trouble contemplating what i said- but neither worked, because after i told him that they can't change me until they have certain confirmations, he still chased me out of class. i heaved a big sigh and walked out - gosh, he's so thick - i think mr gritchting wanted to throw something at me when i popped into his office for the second time in less than half an hour. and probably about the sixth time in 2 days. and he marched me right back to mr yu and told him that no class changes could be done during class time. (great, a whole double with mr. yu) well i'm glad i spent my double making friends and learning canto from jess,maggie and tracy. they're really nice. i talked to christine and rowena too - they're funny =p i like the alps in my chinese and lit class, lissie and vanessa're really nice (she's with me in house meetings and stuff ^^) and so's tina her lockers like next to mine :) anyway, his new pick-on is definitely bena. he picked on her so many times today. poor dear. anyway, recess was spent chasing teachers. methods was so frkn mind-blowing. she totally overloaded my mind with 2 brand new exercises on midpoints and whatnots. linear and non-linear complicated stuff. i was so bloody confused and i kept on looking at the expressions on all the china people's faces and they were nodding in perfect understanding whereas i probably had this retarded expression on my face totally betraying my complete lack of understanding. i know i get this stupid look when i'm really lost. anyway, thank God for the bell, and that left me with..2 whole exercises for methods. *groan* as if that wasn't enough, i have to complete one exercise for general, and i have both classes tomorrow. oh, kill me now. and i bet tonight'll have all my favourite TV programs, and oh my gosh, i have to do more for my pride and prejudice lit outcome too!! *stress stress* and i'm blogging. anyway, janean wants to force me to wear a tank top and expose my flabby arms. no. =p lunchtime was a terrible rush. em and i scooted to find mr. fullerton where he totally exhausted my vocal range. i was so scared i was quivering - feet, stomach (i so didn't know your stomach can quiver) and even my mouth. i got cold and numb. my voice totally stank and you could practically hear my voice change when i changed octaves. (well after he made me go up so inhumanly high i bet it was probably out of hearing range or something, which is why my mouth opened and no sound came out ._. ) not my fault though, i told him i couldn't sing THAT high. anyway, after em auditioned (oh tina went before us, and she was pretty good too.) we rushed to b16 to sign up for debating, and then we rushed to find mr. gritchting who told me to come back tomorrow morning (see what i mean by bloody ineffeciency?) and when em and i finally had maybe 15 minutes more, we got to our lunches and we started talking at a small corner in the B- block. we were waiting to see year 11's pass by on their way to their lockers and we'd go then too, then we sort of leisurely made our way back and then some hand popped in front of my face and gave me a frightful shock. zubu was like "what're you doing, you're late late late!!" and i was like.. oh @#$%^ so i dumped my stuff back in the locker and glanced over - willis was still at his locker so i was like "hey willis, did we need to bring our period 6 stuff for assemblies too?" and he took like a full 4 seconds before he replied (i know! he was in my form last year but i totally never talked to him! he was probably thinking "is she talking to me =\" ) but then he was really nice when he replied, which goes to show you can't judge people based on looks cos willis does look quite hardcore. :) anyway assembly everyone was all on about the formal. it's effing..scary ><" dun wanna go by myself and theres no time to find a dress and a partner and all that..shucks..and omg..i wanna watch tv tonight but i got so much hw..okok..betta get going..

im so pissed off with the school! it's effing retarded! it's sooo hard to get things organized. you talk to one person who sends you on a bloody marathon around the school hunting down teachers, which usually takes up a few lunchtimes. and then the people you've spent a few lunchtimes hunting down eventually all tell you that the person who sent you off on the marathon is the one you need to see. im so frkin pissed at the stupid school. i'd better get my chinese 3/4 or i will absolutely kill someone. they'd better give it to me if they dangle it in front of me.bloody hell, i've already rejoiced at escaping 100 hours of mr yu this year. (yes i counted) i will just kill myself if i have to go back. oh my gawwwwd- i know i'm not supposed to say "oh my god" but if i saw "oh my gawd" like pronouncing it and with no reference to the God whatsoever it should be okay right? oh whatever. this totally warrants a "oh my gawd" URGH stupid effing retarded school -. i hate it. oh..i just realized i have piano tomorrow and i don't have a spare period 6 - i was planning to practice then. ugh!! i hate..@!@#$%$%^&* - bad mood. don't talk to me right now or i shall bite your head off.

had a somewhat philosophical discussion with uppma today during psychology about eating dead corpses - or meat in other words. she says it's like putting corpses in your body. eggs too cos they were meant to be chickens. ho hum. that quite puts me off meat. i shall turn vegetarian and be skinny. yes, i quite like the idea.

it's been two days without chocolate. totally an achievement.

janean's fob friend totally made my day with her "my god..bitch?..it is bad word" lolol. fobs are cool.

and if i get chinese 3/4 does that mean i get to do legal studies/international studies/philosophy/lit/spesh next year? it certainly gives me alot more options. oh God, i really hope i get it.

bloody retarded school.