todae was tiring, after the TAF durin recess, which not reali hard... gym trainin is lik siao, the weight lifting ok lar, juz dat I HATE RUNNING... but i lyk d school catching, though tirin, i was always the few first to be caught, except second time, i hid when they distracted by the group of ppl near mi... hahaz, came bac hm feel like sleepin, in fact... now... nth much, byez... another stori comin up, eh, coment hor, i not perfect, need coments also...

The Warmth Of A Glass Of Milk
Have you heard of ‘pay back’? I don’t mean someone borrowed money from you and sometime later you call him/her to pay you back your money. What I mean is the kind of ‘pay back’ you receive after you helped someone. But I DON’T mean that you help others because you want others to ‘pay you back’. That will certainly give you a minus 99.99% of your good deed. What I mean is…sometimes, even when people look down on you, take advantage of you, bully you, treat you like dirt, don’t be angry. On the other hand, never expect a ‘pay back’ from others when you help them. Read this story and you will understand…..Caught in the cold winter, Jack, a beggar, was begging people for money and food, heartlessly they don’t even give enough a dollar. His hunger had him almost killed. He decided to knock for food. Hours passed, none gave him food, until he knocked this particular house, the poorest of all. It was a young sweet lady with the loveliest smile he ever seen. He got embarrassed and asked the lady if she had a glass of milk. The lady invited him to sit while she poured a big glass of milk for him. Deeply in touched, he asked how much milk he would get for 67 cents. “Free”, replied the lady, “Doing something good to help others is my job, I don’t need your money”. He thanked and drank it in a matter of seconds. The lady gave Jack ten dollars before he leave, she told him to take care.Years flew so fast and the lady had an illness that no doctor could cure. When Jack knew this, he rushed to read and discover the cure to the lady’s illness. Successfully, he found it out, he dashed to her house and cured her illness. When Jack’s servant told him about the bill, he wrote some words and signed on it. The lady woke up, but did not remember Jack. She received the bills and she cried, the letter said “ Miss, you do not need to pay this ten million US already, you had paid full from the glass of milk you gave me when I was still a beggar.”

hey guyz, long time nv post, sometimes i dun feel like postin mar, sry... anyway, nth to write, fridae, had a tough trainin fer badminton, sat go bayshore park church party, haiz, okok lar, not vry fun, at least got something to eat, then race with mi friend see whether his bus reach first or my bike, i chiong like siao, i won 9 mins... sun, todae, went to terry hse, downloaded some more music, now i left with few songs to collect : zai na yao yuan de di fang, tao hua duo duo kai, mei li de shen hua, sexy back... i think... i chngd music again, and changed hp to 92313858... haiz, since CME juz finish the chap on Respect... Here's a stori bout respect to parents... a gift for mothers' day... ^v^... enjoy...

Mighty Momma
Have you been shouting at your mother all these years? Have you been disobeying your mum? Have you said words like “I hate you!”? I am sure you’ll somehow do those things, the things that will break your mother’s heart. So if you have, stop it now, be nice to your mum, talk nicely to you’re your mum, even if she nag at you. ‘It’s for your own good’ I believe you heard this many times, truly, it is for your own good, have you think whether is your mum is right before you rebel? Sometimes they will vent their anger on us when they are in trouble, don’t get angry, accept it first. When your mum is cooled down, then you talk to her nicely. Well, here’s an experience from me…
It was my friend’s graduation party and they invited me. It was from 8am till 2pm. Due to the traffic and the distant, I take off at 6 in the morning, just after my breakfast. We were playing too happy that we forgot about the time, we go arcade and then go for a movie after the party. Time flew really too fast that it is already 3 in the next morning. I decided to take a cab home then. You surely can guess what I see when I reached home. My dad, with flames in his eyes, was waiting for me, and I think it took almost 2 months for him to forgive me. That is ok, but there was no sign of mum. Then I knew all these while she was worrying about me, and I didn’t even answer her calls. I go to the bus stop, and then I saw her, all alone, in the middle of a night, sitting on the bench, patiently waiting for me beside the ‘carless’ road. Tears rolled down my chin faster than waterfall. I ran to her and gave her the biggest hug I had ever done. I thought that she was going to be so mad that her hairs will become spiked, but oddly, not only she didn’t blame me, she even pleaded Dad to forgive me.
From that day on, I targeted myself to be as obedient as possible, not to be too playful, trying to help Mum as much as I can. Actually, sometimes I think that mothers are so incredible! Even though her mouth was like threatening or criticizing, in her heart, every word scolded or every stroke canned was like a needle piercing her skin. I think the words ‘It’s for your own good’ is true somehow…

sup guyz, hahaz, todae was fun, PG lesson, form teacher do admin stuffs then dats all, sci nv bring bk, i mean i lost the bk, but escaped, wonderin how cn i escape tmrw again, todae, the fun part was in swimin, i got double promote to inter 1, yeah, cn join gab and fans, i think... after dat all go home after a lil hang out at macd... except mi and ZX, we walk to is hse playground, sit, chat again, until 7pm wher i think i gonna be dead, hahaz, came home onli nag then mum bought new hp, yeah, free... till when they asked mi bout sci bks...haiz... hope find it sia, dats all lor, k, i'l post some stories to read :

Legacy of Paradox

Chapter 1 - Well... I landed on this island through a portal... in the very center of the Earth's Core. I'd been digging for about 2 or 3 months, and my hands were aching painfully. There are no more robots to supply foods and drinks, neither are there robots to help with the diggings, with no volunteers in this crazy project, I had to work on my own. I was hungry and thirsty, yet I didn't have anything to eat. My rucksack was empty, as I had eaten up the food a week ago. But, there it was. The Earth's Core. It was hot, hot, hot! Bracing myself for the heat, I dashed through the flames like how a cheetah chases after his prey. My clothes were ripped, but I survived... It was a miracle, maybe it was my destiny that led me here. I leapt into the portal of Myths & Legends and here the journey starts......

hey hey hey, wadsup dudez, i noe itz been long time since i posted, CNY i lazy to post, hahaz, anyway, first day, watch 'epic movie', darn funi, but litte sick, played arcade, chat a lil, eat a lil, then go home, second and third went visiting, last day stay at home sleep and project, todae, idnt bring the items fer badminton, so went with gab to his hse, not bad, fun, borrowed his CD, then home again, hahaz, i changed song again, anyway not bad lar, so ppl come my blog wont hear the same song over n over again... at home, now bloggin and chatin a lil, most of time singin, includin now, ^v^ i noe lar, i sing the window sure break 1, then i'l be in trouble, but eh-heh, my hm window is made for my singin onli, so it wont break, u see window also got life, he hears horible singin cn shatter 1, but hor, my 1 special, the window also got its own mp3 so it wont hear my singin, ^v^ lame lar, i noe, just bored, anyhow say onli... now my post gettin shorter leh, hahaz, i think dats all, byez, i wanna continue singing... 'la la la la....'

yoyo, its another friday!!! wow, time flies real fast, glad dat the class is alright now, todae was
fun! let mi see, k, start from english lesson, ms foo had recovered, gratz, yipee... lol, but she just toldus to complete da compre & she went to take sumthing, when she returned, it was time for recessas the concert will start at 10... it think, wah, the concert is realli nice... those martial arts are so cool... the mc also fun... then after dat went bac oe... i saw my last time friends, ex-classmates,teachers... although not all, and food!!! hahaz... lol... it was fun plaein, until dat idiot security chased
us off, suck man, some even dun get to go in... hell sia, then after dat so wif terry to lavender for
his passport renewal, we chat, chat then after all these... home, dats all... lol... i changed music again
haha... dats all, post is shorter and shorter, i thik should put up some poems... juz to make it longer
hahaz

durin PG lesson, Mdm Zaleha make a vote for the class comitee, then zul and fad were chosen,
James and me were  row leaders, hahaz, at first i was expecting LY, then Ng volunteered too, so
I volunteered for fun, didnt expect mi to win, haiz, anyway, itz settled, at least Rauda had NO
position already, K, so now i must think of some ways to keep keive and gab quiet, 
the english lesson was fun, Ms Foo used the laptop to talk, and punish Gabe
... SILENTLY... lol... 
but sad she lost her voice,hope she get well soon. (but actually ar, 
this way makes the class quieter...) after swimin when a little chat, a little fun hiding things, and police and thieve, girls lost, hahaz, nearly we lost as I was
caught, so I scared we K.O... anyway it was fun, except when I came home... haiz... 
step into the house like siao liao...bored... k lor, thats all... tired, nite...

todae is another day, and a special dae, u all sure noe rite? 
its kindda hard usin gd english in a blog,
coz in web i use singlish, anyway not much of things todae, 
4 ppl send mi msg for v-dae, rpled to 3
of them, 1 i nv rpl coz she wrote a 'lame' there, lol, if itz lame then dun gv lor...
anyway manisha complained to miss naz bout mi not gvin her any present, i think, 
and i dun gv a darn, math i again act act guai lor, hahaz, my blog got prob bout the lines, 
duno y, maybe coz its BETA... after sch went
with gab to his house, normally i do dat when i nth to do, i was thinkin go support
the badminton galz, but coz met amir, i think, sry i dunnoe how to spell his name... 
he lost his costly bird which cost around 2k, we helped, then gab cn stay anymore so i go also, 
obviously then it was late le, haiz,
so guilty to not support, anyway, my poem were called 'copied' again, haiz... 
nvm, i bet the other 2
i wrote also wl be thought same... noone blif, hahaz, nvm... it was a lil
rush to rpl, so i juz wrote short
poems to rpl their msgs... anyway, thirah send mi sms wishin mi happi v-dae, first person to greet
from last year... now bac at hm, juz noe sms too much, i'l be dead... hahaz, byez...

Lol, today our class wasted the whole D&T lesson, I was bored, I got nothing to do,
nothing to chat much also. Then, project work time we went to the library, loaned the laptop, for no purpose, just search some animation for our video, but the interesting part is when Mr. Leaonard shouted at a 'pai kia', wow, he was so angry, almost everyone in the library stopped what we were doing. Then, went for badminton gym training... in the stadium, then we waited for the Mr. (i forgot) to come, but in the end there was not a sight of him. So we train ourself, just run and run...and run... and run again... I was perspiring and
exhausted, as I am a long distance runner, not a fast runner, but when stop running I don't feel tired, so strange. Haiz, this all could have been skipped, if only yesterday I stayed longer in MacDonalds, then I won't meet coatch, so I could watch horror movie with a gal.. Sorry, I don't want to mention her name, 'cause I know what will you all think, haiz, I find MX a little childish, I knew a 16-years-old China Boy from my class last year, he's so grown-up, he even worked as a part time every weekend, wow, so filial... he doesn't want x-box, psp, gameboy...etc..., and no matter what he lent someone, he doesn't keep in mind, so other people took advantage of him, so unfair... and he could even treat people over a hundred bucks and don't want to be paid-back, so what a kind soul... anyway, last thing for today, I hate Manisha, first, she knew I'm her 'angel', so she came to me and asked for a present, that time when I was drinking soup she litter on it, then after school yesterday she demanded for note or something the next day (today), then today she asked for her present, I was thinking tomorrow then give her, so I replied that her present is 'hatred', and she scold me bustard, what attitude is this, so I made up my mind to give the present to those worthly people... that's all for the day, I tried my best to write already, btw I'm changing song again ^.^ Buh-Buai......

Today ar, haiz, same also, nothing special... sci I sang to myself, then talk with ng abit only then
teacher say we two talk... sian, then teacher still say i looked not happy, lol... after sch wei de and ng came, as usual, msn, blah blah, then heard that NG, LY and wenyi want torun the reservoir, but in the end we only cover a little distance then stopped to throw stones, and sayurnara... very plain lar, anyway wenyi can't run too, so halfway we go back lor,
 but it was quite fun too, that's a day lor, so short post, hahaz, sorry...... byez, nite nite... so sleepy, i'm doing the math homework then turn in, quite tired, bored, waiting for hip hop tomorrow, also, Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down... a song too, hahaz...

Rainy days & Mondays

Talking to myself and feeling old

Sometimes Id like to quit

Nothing ever seems to fit

Hangin around, nothing to do but frown

Rainy days and mondays always get me down


What Ive got they used to call the blues

Nothing is really wrong

Feeling like I dont belong

Walking around some kind of lonely clown

Rainy days and mondays always get me down


Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you

Its nice to know somebody loves me

Funny but it seems that its the only thing to do

To run and find the one who loves me


(*) what I feel is come and gone before

No need to talk it out

We know what its all about

Hanging around, nothing to do but frown

Rainy days and mondays always get me down


Funny but it seems that its the only thing to do

Run and find the one who loves me


Repeat (*)


Hangin around, nothing do to but frown

Rainy days and mondays always get me down

Itz sunday! woke up, flahin da song 'easy like sunday morning' on my mind, dunno why every sundae lyk dat, yeah, wushu again... to most ppl itz sumthing torture, but i dun think so, i juz pretend with them lor... wushu quite fun lar, some jokes around, made by the kids, cute sia... hahaz, and mi, entertainment onli... todae we run carpark, coz little ppl mar, easy to handle, then after dat same lor, the taolu... it was one easy peacie dae, after wushu heard news dat the party cancelled, haiz, if onli tel mi erlier, not last min, then i cn plan other activities, like hang out with ex-classmates, cycle, go sumone house... haiz, k, lor, so i go cycle my own, read mill blog, she also think dat the class is fallin apart... zul's blog veri surprisin leh, i tot he would write sumthing bout soccer and stuffs, but he wrote bout bks, wow, seldom got ppl lyk readin, hahaz, then, other ppl blog i dunno, those ppl dat is readin, gimme ur links... btw... LAST DAY FOR ME TO WRITE IN SINGLISH... then tmrw start sch, i started to disagree to my old thoughts of goin sch is fun... life is juz lyk tat, so strange, haiz... miss my wonderful, happy life in oe pri, I reali seriously miss tt holy sch badly... then, im not gonna do anything, i dun care whether our clas kena punish 
for bein noisy, i'l be quite sitin at the corner and do my own stuffs... byez, skimmed through some lyrics, suddenly found the lyrics of 'Memory' not bad too after modifications......

Memory (edited a little)

Daylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am sighing for the day . . .

Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
Life was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning

Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn’t give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning

Memory
The good times we got free
Those are the memory
Of the days in the sun 
If  those time, went pass quicky like a dream
Let the memory die again...

yeah, todae no sadness, all hapiness, hahaz... my church math tuition teacher brought a box full of snacks, hahaz... we ate and ate... and ate again... left onli 1 layer... 1 layer is bout 7-9... hahaz, i ate 8... ^v^ then charmaine was lyk lookin at mi & think : wow, dis pig reali IS hungry... wheneva i see her lookin at mi i noe why, coz my hand is on the jar, u-noe-wad lar... then we laugh lor... hahaz... todae the games ok lar, not bad... then i went for my haircut... haiz, itz hard work to keep my hair to the nose, lol, coz usualli i onli cn keep till eyebrow, then hm lor, k... lets see wads for tmrw... so sad weekend so fast over, like so darn not enough, after tmrw then i not usin singlish le, wah piang... sad... sob... k, i think my blog no reader 1, hahaz, itz ok lar, itz better, so if i curse sum ppl, it wl not spread lor, i write for fun onli, for the sake of boredom... omg, how i wish i hv the complete show for deathnote (deathnote movie, anime, manga, the souveniers, stickers, keychain, walet... and costume if cn, hahaz...) i reli lyk deathnote, duno why, also dragonball, not bad wad... haiz, after tmrw goin bac to sch... then have to face the class, face the teachers, face the time... any theme for a poem, i lookin forward for 1 to write... parent watchin the doctor show at chanel U, bored, lol, i dunnoe why but juz dont reali lyk these type of doctor, u noe, surgery type... coz if patient die u in fault, i wanna be a doctor dat go around the poor villages to help for free, $$$ earn from other works lor, poetry, online bk writer, aiya, relax relax cn liao lar... dats all lor, nothin much actualli, those in mi class u'll see mi diff on Mon... i'l not b a naggy guy tellin u all to sit down, keep quite, line up, and im willin to gv up my PE leader job if any1 complain i dont do my job, coz i tried my best, but no1 sees wad im doin, they took mi as normal playful naughty guy, hahaz... byez, sweet dreams todae... :D

Oh shit, 4got to gv the hnbk punishment, nvm... haiz... wonderin if i cn maintain 
my position as a PE leader till the end of year, but i heard ly wan leh, haiz, anyway todae is juz another borin day, not much of anger, except tht time MX tot the guyz in front is teasin him so i settle it... and i saw zul & few leaders tryin to get the class under control, so i try help by walkin around to tell them to sit, dis works better, but then zul tot i walkin around, tokin, haiz... like whateva thing  do to help the class i got punish, i got accused... wads life, blind, cnt any1 see the gd instead of the bad? freak sia... from now on, im not goin to help the class anym4... il be juz lyk a dog folowin instruction and geton with life, so i decided to gv up on my position, mayb to ly, as she wanted it badly... after sch go centrury square and tm with jom, last time friend... we had great times, eatin, laughin, choosin stickers for the ez-link behind, arcade, i won her all, except once, i lost control of my car... then she made a blog... http://detested-idoit.blogspot.com i think, i not sure... haiz, at least todae i decided to b no more Mr Nice-Guy... dats all lor... byez....nth to tok liao... dis final week i use singlish, nx week im usin gd eng liao, sayurnana singlish......

kays.... todae, same lor, then miss naz came for PG... she made a game, for 
valentine day,  so just gv present to the name got got... then recess, i went bookshope to take a look, hvnt decide yet. After recess, on way to sci lab, lol, again then our class was noisy (as usual), so kena caught by by DM lor, then when DM asked who was the trouble-maker, Rowda the BITCH pointed Keive and Timothy, okay lar, Timothy was disliked by alot of ppl, but like this time so unfair lor, its the whole class mar, y onli him, in class Rauda also pushed him, scolded vulgarities, pointing at his chest hardly, bo chi bai lar!!! then she also pointed at mi, hell idiot, k, i talked, i admit, but dat was coz ppl ask me bout whose name i got for the game mar, so i answer '(that gal)' then i use hand signal to tell them look in front and all dat, walao eh, liek dat also cal trouble-maker, i curse her so hell sial... so now need to do the punishment, k, that i dun mind, juz the Rowda part lor, from begining she scolded me, shouted vulgar, and blah blah i oso nv do anything mar, then tt day she say itz been years since she drank the kikapoo, since i hvnt drank, i gave her a little, wad attitude she gave, shit head ar!!! I so much prefer James lor... then lucky the little chat with the ppl in front and the one after sch make me feel better, always these things even
though small joke, it was nice, rather than in class, if onli i hv a choice, i write letter to get all the gd ones like gab, james, the 3 jess, bowei, zi kang, weide, taifong, and so on, those joker 1, i hate ppl like Rowda, and some boys that hv tt attitide... I dont like yi tong, he like so teasing Ming XIn, please cn 1D plz stop teasing MX... haiz... If onli i got tt power to cleanise those that really act as if he/she is a queen... k, gtg... the punishment was copying school rules, conclusion of the day : I CAN"T STAND ROWDA ANYMORE, I GOT A LETTER PREPARED TO DEMOTE HER, AND I DON'T CARE THOSE THAT DISAGREE, I DON'T MIND FIGHTING TO SETTLE THIS BITCH...

another dae almost ending... in sch still same, bored, i juz cnt stand the MX thing..
y cnt every1 juz take him as a normal guy? mrs tan kt cough, pity her leh... 
she gd teacher...and surprisinly i got 19 half over 25 for geo, i nv study leh, 
strange... after sch go with gab to his house then overslept to toa payoh, 
tts y miss the competition for badminton girls... feel so guilty, 
they support us i nv support them... =( ...

at bus stop made fun (gd way lar) of ng... quite fun,
hahaz... thats all lor, quite little thing to say...  btw i plan to change song 
everyweek... send in suggestion lor... finally found sum1 got the pay-it-forward show... i was finding it... yeah... i like that show... i try to do that, ^v^... hoping for the world to change to be better... anyway last year my fren hk treat me over 130 bucks le... and he doesnt wanna b paid bac... so i decided to pay it forward... to gab, beggars, charities, hoping to heal the world... heard news the world is dying... 2050 some low land countries vanishing... got a intention to be doctor that cures small diseases and stuffs, i dun want operation, i scared fail then i cause 1 person's death... i juz wanna save those small disease or diseases that spread... i dun want marrage, coz wad if the world reali dies after 2050.. then my son wl suffer... and that also counted as killing a person... haiz, world got so many mysteries, so many problems, so many tragedy, so many tears, so many blah blah... if only everyone is united, no war, no killing, kind, helpful, which is forever obviously impossible... o.O from nth to say become so many... lol... the hope gad wl hv happi ending with u-noe-hu... hahaz, thats all, byezzz...

k, todae was fun, except mornin, dat roshraida guy spoil the mornin, at first the hip hop was fun, then coz alot ppl nv participate so he made us run, walao eh, darn idiot lar, kao pek kao bu, xi pek xi bu, bo pek bo bu, chao ni lao bu, ka ni na bu, fucking chibai, freaking asshole... walao eh, waste time onli... and spoil my happy mood, curse him ar!!! lyk wanna kill... darn angry, so angry, seriously angry, like a volcano eruptin... no lar, anyway, i was angry lor... in sch also those guys still makin fun of MX, james take him as a dirty fellow,
dun go close to him, walao eh, MX the expression like so ke lian lor, 
imagine you no one to talk to or ppl juz all ignore u, avoid u, stay away from u, his expression is like wanna cry dat type... hell crap sia... then after sch went parkway with jom kor, evelyn jie, and another gal... it was like darn fun, hahaz, we joke and made evelyn laugh like hell... hahaz, one was :

K : u noe ar, i eat 6 meals a day ar, i lost weight eh, funny rite
E : u always lyk dat 1, strange
J : hi 5, same...
       E eyes wide open, shocked
E : wah, u 2 like (point to mi) husband and (point to J) wife
J : ur wrong, it suppose to be...
J and K : (pointing to J) husband and (ponting to mi) wife...
       E jaws dropped... hahaz
E : nx time go out with u all must bring plastic to vomit...
K : (taking out plastic from my bag) nah, plastic...
J : u go out with us wont feel bored 1, veri gd leh
       All laughing, evelyn and dat girl cnt eat le...hahazzz

hahaz... i laugh till stomach pain... so fun, at least these few ppl make my day, coz i hang put with miss naz, nth to do... haiz, bored to b stocker... k lor, then dunno do wad now, so bored... k, nx time write again, cya...

eh, not bad, MX stopped his u-noe-wad behavior, well, at least no1 cacth him diggin nose... and the chairman thing ar, james wanna gv up le... so dun force him lor, he tried hard to shout lar, but he's juz soft lor... i scared he hurt his voice hahaz... k, then the class getinalon liao... ^v^... i think, then todae bout mi, haiz, bored, tired, nth to do, waitin for tmrw hip hop, hope cn bring mi spirit lor...

todae went bac to BCTC after the tuition... at the tuition the teacher is like tokin bout the world is dyin... blif in god... k, not i dun blif lar, juz tat these things are so mysterious, anyway i had a dream ar, like i went to heaven eh, then the god are not like jesus, buddha and all tt, so i blif like theres few gods, juz tat they appear to be wad u belif like eg u blif in buddha so dat real god seemed like god... anyway i think all religionm like almost same, its juz to tell us not to do wrong things... k, bac to BCTC, met some old friends, they help out there, saw the teachers, received gift, 20 bucks volcher... miss the times there lar, except billy, he';s like so action, he's a christian and dun even respect his own religion, he like so action, show off, not much ppl reli getalon with him... then bac hm lor... tmrw after wushu goin buy the badminton stuffs then hope cn go swim lor, miss swimin leh..hehe ^v^wah piang i wonder how the folowin week of sch, hope the racial prob over... and teh MX prob also... haiz... life so pain... wondered y, i think i got a lil potential in poem... my dad and classmates dun blif my poems are written by mi... until my dad saw mi writin it.... still miss miss naz... she like so angelic, i feel like worth obeyin her, and each time she step in like the darkness of the day disapear, tt day i lost my pe shirt coz nv see her, i lost my bk coz nv see her, then found it when she appear... also i gl when she appear... so strange... i've been veri naggy, so nx time again, byezzz

ok, today the class wanna elec new chairman, so there are riots, those hu  vote fer old 1 wl be not happi if the new one 'James' is elected, so same as the oter way... haiz, so bored lor, so uncooperative, also the whole clas stil rejectin MX... i decided to chnge him...... so when these happen, i wrote a poem.. that noone believe its written by mi...

A Day In My Life

I opened the window,
I saw black widows,
I turned to the mirror,
I see myself with no shadow,
This is not true,
But to me, life is blue,
Blue filled with plenty pain and sorrow,
Why, I don’t have a clue.

I walked along the streets of London,
Seeing how these people on Earth live on,
Basically are based on emoticons,
Hatred, Stress, Only a few sing songs,
I was wondering what’s wrong with Earth,
Why are there wars and curves?
Why can’t there be peace all day?
So we don’t need smiles from clay......

So I sat on the pure white sands,
Looked up on the sky above the land,
The sun was setting to the west,
It was time for it to rest,
The bright, round moon will be appearing soon,
So I gave the radio a little tune,
And took out my little bottle of prune.

The pretty sky and sun will soon be gone,
As I listened to the smooth tone alone,
Then I shouted, “Goodbye sun, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I shouted it with sigh and sorrow,
The breeze is blowing cold and slowly,
I watched the sky change very closely,
I turned and saw the elks by the lake,
It was very cold but they seemed to not shake,
When I returned to see the sky, it was already dark,
Oh, no! it was pitch dark that I couldn’t see the ark,
So then I went back in the foothills of the land,
I could see everything, yes, I can,
Sigh, let’s see what is tomorrow’s lame plan.

Then on bed I stared at the ceiling fan,
thinking what will destroy tomorrow’s plan,
It seemed that everyday there are blockade,
Couldn’t wait until the end of my age,
Life is full of things that makes me headache......

Life is sorrow, life is pain,
Some say fantasy is waiting at the end,
But what’s my fantasy, I don’t want to know,
‘Cause it might be another cold winter snow......