i only just realise that its been so bloody long since i last touched my blog.
my last post was made on the 2nd of march and its already the end of march and soon my birthday's coming.

hahaha ahem ahem my birthday's coming!
and my birthday happens to fall on a thursday which is cca day, ld day, and hooray! im only let off at 6 plus.

in any case,
the one week march holidays hasnt been much productive.
in fact its been quite a slacker week and i haven't any idea what ive accomplished.
but ive been meeting my baby everyday
and one day when i was on my way to her house i noticed three interesting facts about khatib mrt station.

1) they have loads of goth guys with eyeliner who wears one side of a jacket.
2) they have army girls which, truth to say, i havent seen one before.
3) they have birds that fly in a hugggggggeeeee group and then land on a huge patch of grass together and pose. as in literally, pose.

all right i know i havent been able to blog a decent post in years,
but i admit my creative juices are running out and i haven't, a single idea, of what to blog.

honest.

so till then,
ill try and do some productive stuff like doing homework, or smth.

and because i can only concentrate at night,
after like say 11pm,
so if i have the determination to do work i end up sleeping at unearthly hours at 3/4 am.
makes me wonder sometimes what do i do with my afternoons.

but because of a few reasons i haven't been able to burn my midnight oil and do proper work,

1) because i do crap in the afternoons and i end up being so tired at night, when its time to start work (eg, 11pm) i go "okay i'll set alarm for a half an hour nap before waking up to do some work." and then i set my alarm, and when it rings i press the "snooze" button about a 200000 times in the night and in my frustration i press it off and i end up sleeping till the next morning.

2) i get so lazy i end up going to bed.
simple as that.

3) i open my diary and then i see the huge amount of homework im overdued with and then i go, "fuck im so dead" and then i head to bed, to die.

so i think that's all the excuses i can think about to cover my ass for why i haven't been able to do any productive work lately.

i say excuses because i learn!
yes, my beloved geography teacher has written all of the geog remedial girls and schedule for term 2 remedial and in one of her very sacastic sentences above she mentioned lines that goes like this "please note there is a difference between reasons and excuses..."

so hooray! now we all know there IS a difference, afterall.

because stupid people like me, NEVER learn.

so i think im gonna go procrastinate,
and ill come back in a bit to tell you guys whether i did any productive work tonight.

nights!

HELLO everybody!
yeah im feeling good and fine
and thats hell of a very warm opening.

hahahahaha.
honestly im good and alive,
and over the whole damn debate thing.

okay maybe not exactly over the whole debate thing,
but more of over losing and being defeated.
so haha, im really allright.

so yes instead of being so emo all the time,
im gonna have a change for once and blog a happier entry.

and yes im going to stop apologising but,
instead a big thank you to everyone who has been there for me all these while!
you guys know who you are. (:

i mentioned that im good and alive,
im emphasizing on the "alive" because haha everyone saw the big hoohah on wednesday.

basically we were doing pe and having a friendly game of handball
as usual like how its been for the past one year ive been the goalie for the team or just the one who stands at the goal line waiting for the opponent to try and kick/slam/throw/shoot the ball/whatever pe equipment/potential hurting weapons into the goalpost/net/hoolahoop/just me there waving the hands trying to get the ball etc.

im always doing this role because

- i am darn unfit for any physical activities so if im the player i'd probably, say,
1) have butter fingers and even if i manage to catch the damn ball i'd let it slip off my fingers
2) or catch the ball already and have parallex error while trying to throw the ball to my team and end up throwing it into a empty space into the air or into an opponent's hands
3) catch a ball and have a poor judgement/panic and end up thinking the opponent's my team and end up throwing the ball straight into my opponent's hands
4) or worse of all, because usually games work very fast everyone be running from one end of the field to the other to pass the ball around but ill be running SO slowly i cant even get contact with the ball at all

- opponents always use a few ways to get the ball pass the goalie by
1) observing the way the goalie works to catch the ball and then throwing it in such a way the goalie can't move in time
2) slamming it straight into the goalie's face/body/legs/any other body parts because most of the time by normal human instincts and the need to protect oneself the goalie will obviously be smart enough to "siam" the ball and unwillingly let the ball in

- and because of all these reasons im good as a goalie because
1) im physically unfit so standing there waiting for the goal to come is the only one perk the goalie can get
2) whenever i play these games i have this disillusion that i have body made of steel/metal/whatever unbreakable material and like my teammates know, if i cant catch the ball i'd be using my bodyparts to block the goal from going in and end up falling onto the floor with the ball in my arms as if the ball suddenly becomes "snitch" in harry potter, not forgetting the multiple injuries my body will get.

so okay that's hell load of a sidetracking that i cant seem to remember what i wanted to talk about in the first place.
oh yes the game of handball.
so i was the goalie of my team again,
and this time i have abrasions on my knees, my elbow and the side of my hip/waist or like what wanxin says my pelvis.

but it wasnt because i was throwing my life away to save a goal.

it was because i cant remember who but my opponent threw the ball off court,
so i was running to get the ball back for the game to continue and i trip over this long strip of metal that surrounds the field and then i flew,
as in literally flew,
and landed on the track.

i landed on my knee first, then my elbow and pelvis and then i rolled to my back and laid flat on the ground.

initial reaction from the class was i was just playing a fool and lying on the floor even though i was fine but slowly it went from
"is she dead?!"
to "oh my god i think she fainted!!"

and then a whole troupe of people ran over to my side and the first person i saw was hueiminn and then i couldnt see anything anymore.

OF COURSE i was KIDDING,
cos yes i didn't faint at all.
actually if i remembered correctly i was laughing as though i had convulsions on the floor.

and then i realised that i actually suffered from abrasions and then its being attended to by the three lovely stjohn girls in my class namely dior, wanxin and huiwen.

they tried cleaning my wound with alcohol swap and i cried and scream as though they're putting a knife through my stomach or smth.

but hey it's my first injury!

okay yes with this statement i think everyone would be gaping/jaw drop with the
"you are going to be SIXTEEN years of freaking age and you've never suffered from injuries before?!"

ahem.

in anycase,
im enjoying life now cos i was too paralysed to walk/move/get my ass off the bed to school so im at home with all the time in my life.
when at this point of time im supposed to be studying in school and having eldds.

so yes im good and alive and kicking life in the ass!

okay now its back to studying.