Hold on to these moments.
tales| protagonist| intermission
And may you have a good day too, sire.
I'm gonna go there with my memories.
Monday, February 16, 2009 @ 23:25
Haha, okay. Now I really don't know how I should help you anymore little sister. Really. You're Primary Five for god's sake and you're giving me that kind of crap composition. I mean, c'mon even my ass can do a better job. I gave you a storyline, since apparently your creativity level is rather low, and you couldn't even string the sentences properly to make a proper flowing narrative composition. Hello you are totally not putting in effort. That is so Primary One work. Primary One, I tell you. You on the other hand, you are Primary FIVE. Grow up, you ain't gonna have anyone sitting beside you to spoon-feed you for PSLE. Aim high get high, that's what Shawn used to say to me and that's what I believe in. So if you can't be bothered to learn, I can't be bothered to tutor your horrible English and Maths and Science and Malay and just about everything else that is not sports related.
I'll just the tutoring to your other elder sister for now, we'll see. We'll see. Since she believes her English is good enough. I trust her. For now. And I hope you read this. -rolls eyes-
I SHALL STAY CALM NONETHELESS.I SHALL.
AND WILL.
And talking about Shawn, I miss you. What happened to you ah? I miss having a walking textbook sitting beside me in P6. We lost contact after that. So where are you now? Nehmind, I shall google up your name. Shawn Wong Jun Kit :D And I miss XinYi and Nivethitha as my tablemates in Sec One and Sec Two respectively. D: I want you two back also.
Labels: holy crap, little sister, table partner
Durch den monsoon.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008 @ 00:19
HOLY CRAP.
IT'S LIKE 12.15 AM AND I DIDN'T EVEN REALISE IT.
I sincerely thought it was ten. What the hell. And it feels like some whirwind just hit this bedroom. Whoa. It's called cousins. Live with it. And stinky bomb fart.