personally.
today was a bit off tangent. daniel tan couldn't spare me 5 minutes and left without me. evil. but anyway, where one daniel fails, there's another daniel that happens to be nearby. so, daniel saw walked with me to school. and asked why daniel tan stopped coming to school with me. it just so happens we meet everytime daniel tan leaves without me. but anyway, he was giving me encouragement about my upcoming competition.
history lesson was a blur. mr mahmood accused me of lying about baizura's whereabouts again. does that grin on my face always mean i'm lying? and i was smsing danial. not her. so had to fill up the information details for the competition organisers. one question asked about my hobbies. stumped. writing? too personal. reading? too boring. floorball? sports? volunteering? i couldn't make up my mind. so just put my number one love, photography. nyaha.
leonard kept forgetting his stick. today he almost walked out of class until i said, leonard don't forget your stick. gp he was fiddling with my stick again. god knows why everyone loves using my stick. until the once glorifying red and white licorice grip has become black and maroon. sandran boon kiat. daniel tan. nyaha. sorry people, you can't ever have it. because it's mine!
thanks for keeping me company today. i can't wait for you to come back tomorrow. i miss the laughs. hopefully it'll be a better day.
history lesson was a blur. mr mahmood accused me of lying about baizura's whereabouts again. does that grin on my face always mean i'm lying? and i was smsing danial. not her. so had to fill up the information details for the competition organisers. one question asked about my hobbies. stumped. writing? too personal. reading? too boring. floorball? sports? volunteering? i couldn't make up my mind. so just put my number one love, photography. nyaha.
leonard kept forgetting his stick. today he almost walked out of class until i said, leonard don't forget your stick. gp he was fiddling with my stick again. god knows why everyone loves using my stick. until the once glorifying red and white licorice grip has become black and maroon. sandran boon kiat. daniel tan. nyaha. sorry people, you can't ever have it. because it's mine!
thanks for keeping me company today. i can't wait for you to come back tomorrow. i miss the laughs. hopefully it'll be a better day.
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