I didn't think she would talk to me. Or even look at me. Some people sure are strange sometimes. One minute you're emo-ing and the next moment you're all happy. Make up your mind. Don't try to spoil other people's moods just because you feel depressed. Guess what? Outside I may nice to you. But in actual fact, I don't like you one bit.


It's the FINAL DAY OF SCHOOL! Oh man, I've been dreaming of this day since...erm. Since the first day of school(: Sec One has actually been one fun year. Despite the teachers, the homework, the assignments, the projects, the tests (OH YES, THE TESTS) and those suddenly-teachers-decide-to-put-their-marks-into-PPR worksheets (I SIMPLY LOVE THEM).


CCA has also been quite fun. Although we happen to have a bullfrog conducting us. (Heh, just pretend I didn't say that) Actually, I could write one whole page of nice remarks all dedicated to you. Would you like that? I betcha would. But --Oh momma, I'm getting angry again.

Aaanyway, the school year concluded in a happy way. But then there came the MTP. Some other teacher complained about me. WHY ME? I'm a nice girl, I listen attentively in class AND I don't talk to my friends.

Maybe sometimes.

Most of the time.

Okay, everytime.

Well you can't blame me what. Fancy talking about Geography when we're suppposed to be READING THE TEXTBOOK. Of course preparing one another for the after-recess MEP test should be better and more sensible!

To top it all up, I think you should buy more loose-fitting clothes. They're squeezing you too much.