Wednesday, June 11, 2008

It's not that I don't want to attend class. It's just that I'm sick, I really am! And I don't want to go to class and spread the germs to my classmates!

Here I am, without voice, coughing like mad, feeling like crap and I receive an email from my careperson demanding to see me with a threat that if I don't go and see her, she will call my parents. She thinks I'm back to my play play freshie ways. I'm not that stupid okay.

If she thinks I don't care about school, I would have quit a long time ago. I wouldn't have bothered, I would have just given up. I could be living a carefree life right now. I'm bloody eighteen, I know what consequences are. I really regret failing those two modules. I admit, I was stupid. If she doesn't believe me, then fine!

And sometimes I have to skip school so I can work. If I don't work, I can't hand in stuff! And I'm making it a point to only work two weekdays, so I can still show my face in school. Why can't you people understand. Seriously. Is the school going to give me allowance? I don't think so.

Now who remembers Public Speaking?

I only absented myself two or three days, two of which I got myself an MC. By my standards (standards meaning the absents I usually get, which is alot) , that's really good.

Gahh.

@ 9:11 PM

SYAF I AM

Okay, so I'm this girl right.

Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.

And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.

I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.

Y

SYAF LOVES

green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff

N

SYAF HATES

panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb


SYAF WANTS

levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet

YOU SAY


THERE YOU GO.

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