ceLina // 16+ ; Fairfield Primary/Fairfied Secondary/Jurong Junior College ; Choir/Red Cross ; Christian ; Black/Red/Purple ; Love to Sing.
Music/Bands // Evanescence ; My Chemical Romance ; NickelBack ; Megan Maccauley ; Kelly Clarkson .
ThePeopleThatTurnMyRosesRed // Amanda ; * Batman ; Georgina ; Julia ; * Kathryn ; Kenneth ; LyDia ; Sherlyn ; tiMo ; Yuliang ; Jie ying ; Joel;Cherie
;noteworthy // nartz (please do not remove this.)
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Strange In The Making
[ :: Freaky 15 ]
[ :: Fiesty 14 ]
Present Bloodstains and Dried Up Teardrops
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
:: home ::
Save me from my insecurity.
thoughtprocesses.
Monday, July 25
*You can tag on my chatterbox =)
Another bad day... when will it ever end.
Weather: Rainy
Listening to: Hear me/Kelly Clarkson
Shake it off/Mariah Carey
Dear Shadow,
It's a really terrible day at school. Had napfa today. Ran like mad but did worse than before. I felt like I pushed myself slightly too much. I hadnt recovered. Worse thing is... I have to go for make-up pe just because I was sick on thursday. It's not like i deserved to go for it. Crazy teachers. You can excuse yourself for a day with a parent's letter but not pe because they RESPECT PROFESSIONALISM and not a parent's letter.
Next had PW meeting. I tell you. I'm at my wits end. I keep giving suggestions and either they reject or they don't understand. Is my language so terrble that I can't even express myself to the point that I don't make sense at all? I'm so frustrated. I keep explaining to them but they don't even bother to point out to me what they don't understand so that I can explain myself. I don't even know where they are going to? It seriously pisses me off. When the meeting came to an abrupt end... I wanted to breakdown so badly. We're getting no where and I don't understand a thing. They don't even posses basic courtesy to explain to me slowly. Tempers are flaring and all...It's so hard even to decide on which table to sit. I'm going insane soon. School sucks terribly. I totally abhor it!
Tomorrow is SPA and I'm sooo dead... Oh lord please help me. I don't think I could survive in a miracle. I just have to believe that he's heard it and I'll recieve one tomorrow. Sigh...
Sometimes I wonder, do my friends know who I really am? People now know me as a busy person who has lots of commitments and maybe sings well. All of a sudden I feel so fake, so superficial. Like a porcelain doll... pretty on the outside, empty on the inside. Gone are the days where I used to council people and listen to their problems. Gone are the days where companionship exist after school hours. No friends, no guarentees. Maybe its me. Maybe its everything around me. Who am I now? I knew myself then. Did i lose it somewhere along the road in the midst of my pursuit of dreams and ambitions? Lost and disillusioned, I walk alone.
-//I've got to shake it off...
*ceLina
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