2.09.2009

the moon's the brightest today out of 52 years.

hi.
school was good today. 
standard deviation for emaths. :D 
was okay till the calculator part omg. 
my calculator is like, different. so i cant do it. -.-

then ss.
continued terrorism. :D
love this topic. LOL.
lalala, then had short quiz omg. 
15mins for an essay. madness.
recess.

english.
nothing much lo. 
slacked ard, till 1230.
SCHOOL ENDED. 
yayness.

after school.
chatted w fang and elaine and junru and pearlyn at kfc! ;)
then went to cafecartel for mocha frappe. 

went to nats hse w christabel and joan. 
but to coronation 1st.
printed pics! :D:D:D:D:D:D
then joan left. 
and we went to nattytasha's house.
:D guitared.
and i realised that my voice is freaking screwed. 
talk bout that later.
then chris made up super nice songs. 
HAAHAHAHA WOOOOTS! *applauds*
;)

then left nat's hse. 
ok im going to summarise this. :D

missed bus. wait for bus. take bus. vivo. natgeo. poh.  see phone. see phone. seephone AGAIN. see phone. walk. see cam. see dogs. hamsters. rabbits. see stars. see brightest-out-of-52-years moon. see more stars. blow wind. superdog. mrt. home. 
hows that. :)

then now im home. 
the disaster starts omg. 
the truth hurts. haha. -.-

MY FREAKING VOICE IS FREAKING SCREWED. 

ok. summarise again in case i start screaming and killing self. 
*ahem* took out guitar. took out book. search tabs. search mvs. played guitar. open mouth. nothing come out. coughs. try again. coughs. coughs. try again omg. coughs. coughs. and coughs. drank water. coughs. drank water. coughs. OMG SERIOUSLY. screaaaaams. play guitar. open mouth. COUGHS. 
summary : COUGHS.

omg i have no voice and i can just die.
regret touching my guitar omg. 
no voice = no guitar = no new songs. 
= cant sing -.- = pms = PMS = PMSSSS. 
= wanna die. 

OMG FREAK SHIT DAMNIT DAMN DAMN DAMN. 
ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
gonna gulp down tons of water tmr. 
i dont care if i pee more.
i dont care if i use more toilet paper in result.
i dont care id i dont care bout global warming. 
I JUST WANT MY VOICE BACK.

pms. 
bye.