Friday, June 01, 2007
♥ 11:41 PM
Hmph. I've lost all my Friday night excitement and hype, and all things friday night and exciting. I blame it on my day.
I suppose today was a mediocre day, a wasted day and a wayy below standard friday.
Even cl wasn't as impressive as it usually is! But that could be a biased statement with other influencing factors involved. But then again.
Let's see, other than the capturing our pokemon memories and posters in pictures, today has left practically no impact on me at all. Today, I wasted my time, and achieved nothing. I ought to go to sleep. Hmph. Friday the first, what a horrible day.
Hmph. Nostagiaa! I keep thinking back about kindergarten, and I miss it! Riding my small teeny pinky winky bike and getting scolded by chen lao shi. Oh man, the good great times. And, the fact that something so very coincidental occured without my knowledge. Darn, I was smarter than my peers then(I hope), but what happened to my observational skills! Maybe, I was always always blur. Oh wells. Give me a time machine, bring me back in time. BRING ME TO 1998, I'd like to trail the campus once again. Yes, I would!
1998. PGA. Hmph. Influencing factors! Gawsh, I'm really thinking of it way too much. Oh wells. nineteen ninety-eight. Hmph. I was 6, and innocent. I should have better observational skills. I should have had better observational skills ALL MY LIFE. All those years, with all those chances. Maybe, its the memory. I won't feel that bad if it was the memory. Cause if it was, then fate. Well fate's a funny thing, ain't it? Haha.
Hrmphhhhhhh. Only 3 more weeks of the hols. Time is going so slow, and yet it flies. We've got only 3 weeks of school-less weeks. It flies, and I'm NOT having fun. Repeat, Not Having Fun. Hmph. I've been engaged in school-based, damn stupid activites all week. And, I've been wasting the rest of my time stoning here before this computer of mine or doing stupid homework.
Nagging is evil torture. So is waiting. Hmph, and they both come together in PERFECT TIMING. I absolutely love time and EVERY aspect of my wonderful perfectly perfect life. Sense the lowest form of wit. Hmph. Enjoyment and happiness come to me. Where art thou?
Hmph. EVILL! Parties in the afternoon are pure evil! I want to sleep in, dammit! Since its in the afternoon, I've gotta yank myself out of bed to torture myself physically, which I sincerely think is not as bad as emotional trauma or psychological torture. Both of which are terribly and totally evil and horrid. Seriously! And forcing me to sleep is pure punishment for nothing that in particular. Have pity on me oh great Lord, I am feeling entirely tortured and at the mercy of the evil and mean ones. Okay, dramaticism. I should have joined some, more dramatic CCA, to bring out my full potential. Yeah, right.
Okay, so this post is melodramatic and exaggerated to some extend. But I'm feeling annoyed, and this is the result of annoyance, of which I cannot pin point the origin. Greeeaat, just perfect.
"fly away"jaime.
&when will you take me away on a balloon?
