studying at changi was pretti nice.
'cept i couldnt really concentrate with some person sitting opposite me,
eating cheesecake in exaggerated motions.
tsk .

ending up studying at a really really nice place,no it wasn't the gallery.
haha.
but i managed ta do a teensy weensy bit of studying.

had cheerleading yesterday,i didn even practice but it aint so badd.
of course,us being girls,we always lie about our weight.
we always want other people thinking we're lighter than we really are.
but if that lie means a difference as to whether youu're a flyer or not,that's slightly different.
youu do not only hurt yourself,youu hurt other people as well.
youu've gone through,4,5, teams and all of them complained bout your weight.
heyy,don't get me wrong girl,im not exactly light,but at least i aint insisting im so friggin light when everyone doubts that.
and it's always other people's fault innit?
we tried,
we honestly did,and girl youu can't find fault with us,everything was done properly and the coach watched us.
she had difficulty lifting youu and on top of that,youu couldnt balance,slipping,falling all over the place.
and who do youu blame?me.herr.
everyone but yourself.
give us all a break.43kg my ass.

had house meeting today,was made ta stay backk?
tsk .
how extremely err-tate-ing.
i didn even know til today and it's supposedly my fault because i should've seen the board.should've known where it was.

basketball tomorroe.
mummy's meeting up with the four of em.
we're starting the sale of bracelets and all tmr.

*mah own world*
i smelt a familiar smell this morning.
a smell which brought back something...
something i couldn put my fingerr on.
then it suddenly occurred to me,
it was my widdle buu's smell
-sniffle .
the silence of her absence is deafening,
the empty seat in front of me an invisible obstacle between me and the board.
and i realized how much i miss my buu.
how much i miss seeing herr in school.

-world of my own
so much fer new year's resolutions.
it always happens like this,
and i hate myself fer it.

ohh yes,there's this girl in school who hates me.
someone please bloody tell me why.
irritant.
the looks she gives me,
the rubbish she stuffs into my friends brains about me.
gee .
i don't even know youu.
i don't care about youu.
i don't bloody like you either.
so instead of continuing in your ah lian-ish ways and whispering everytime i pass youu in school,or going "damn i hate that girl," as i pass...
have the guts ta walk up to me and bloody say it to my face and tell me why.
i won't like youu any better but at least...
at least i know youu deserve the tinest bit of respect i might find in myself to give youu,like spitting on your face before slapping it.
wait,im not capable of such horrid things.
i'll probably just tell youu you're a bitch to your face too!
and guess what,it'll be the beginning of a beautiful friendship because one thing we have in common is that we both hate each other's guts.

Charis Vera `livedd @ 10:20:00 pm