'CAUSE IF YOU'RE NOT REALLY HERE, THEN I DON'T WANNA BE EITHER / I WANNA BE NEXT TO YOU.
Another lie on lips that say
"This might be a mistake but it's familiar"
It doesn't matter anyway
We'd still be heading nowhere fast
I should've stayed away from you
I almost never do the things that I'm supposed to do
I should just stay away from you
That's why I don't
Feels like a lazy Tuesday afternoon D:
I really ought to be mugging, though. CTs coming up after the June Holidays and it's not really something I'm looking forward to. Last night when my Dad collected the mail there was a letter addressed to my Mom - and with my name underneath it in brackets - from St Andrew's Junior College. And the immediate conversation that took place went like this:
Dad: Eh? What's this? -waves the letter in my face-
Me: Uhhh. -fear creeps into my heart, like "OHMYGOSH OHMYGOSH"-
Dad: Some letter regarding disciplinary action?
Me: Huh? No la, cannot be...
(Dad rips it open and I see the words "2008 Progress Report 1")
Me: (to myself) Oh screw LBY!!!
Ugh, she's like mega-ultra efficient to the ultimate max, it freaks me out. My Mom was commenting about how different it is from "your brother's time" (which was only a year ago that he graduated) and how "proactive" this new Principal is. Why, if I didn't trust the MOE with my education and having foresight in changing SA's Principal, goodness knows who else I can trust to get me that degree.
But to my surprise I actually got an A. (I hereby profess it's the work of God alone.) Nevertheless the grades go A E U D U, in the order of H1 Lit, GP, H2 Econs, H2 Geog and H2 Math. So kiss goodbye to my H2s. Rawr.
Even then, I'm still procrastinating as much as I can. For one, AWAY WITH PW. In the words of Adilah, "PW PW PW PWERRRR". D:
On a random note I think I need to change my layout/skin/whatchyamacallit; I'm sick of seeing pink all the time.