maybe its just me, maybe it isnt. im going to take my diary out now so that i can quote what i wrote. its this little cute book that i use to store my private shit. and i spoiled it entirely. fuck. i wrote lots of crap in one entry. and now its totally ruined. i was scribbling in green on this page.. and now all my drawings on e front cover are like. useless. its so cute lor. my book. thanks to a moment of depression. i spoilt it. argh. well. i'll leave it there, as a scar in my book. just like the scar in my heart.
this came somewhere after my chinese tuition.. was it too much stress piled on? i never know. did i blog on my results? here it is anyway.
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Eng[Subject], 70[Mark], A2[Grade], 7/39[Position]
Chinese, 36, F9, 29/29
Mathematics 92, A1, 4/39
Science, 71, A2, 26/39
Geography, 72, A2, 12/39
DNT, 78,A1, 14/39
Literature, 59, C5, 24/39
Average: 68%. what the fuck? never did expect this kind of grade from me.
Literature, 59, C5, 24/39
Average: 68%. what the fuck? never did expect this kind of grade from me.
Number of Subjects Passed: 6. i took 7.
M.S.G. [Mean Score Grade. for those who dont kno, its like. A1=1, A2=2.] so its [2+9+1+2+2+1+5]/7 = 3.1. not very good.
M.S.G. [Mean Score Grade. for those who dont kno, its like. A1=1, A2=2.] so its [2+9+1+2+2+1+5]/7 = 3.1. not very good.
Expected M.S.G= 2.3
Class Position: 20/39.
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well. if u guys take a nice and close look, "Eugene?! i think u got typo error. Chinese. 36? not 63? and ur rank is. 29/29? last in class? typo rite.." well to hell with typo errors. it aint one. i got 36 for my chinese and its an F. whoo. with last in class. yeah. bad eh? i guess i just got real pissed off when i was writing in my journal. this lady walked pass and saw me sitting on e floor outside e tuition centre with a book and a pen in hand, and marshall was sitting of e other side. my vision blurred all of a sudden and a sudden hot feeling came to my nose. *i yawned*. wait. did i? oh holy crap. im crying. ni neh. *takes glasses off* and *dried eyes using jacket*. its not very nice for a guy to start crying in e middle of no where. but what the fuck? did the lady HAVE TO STARE AT ME FOR SO LONG? and well. she had to shake her head. i was almost going to scold her for not minding her own business. i was sooo close to a, "hey bitch, fuck off can?" i didn't do it. for my mom's sake. she's also going through a stressful period. her centre's pri 6s are going for PSLEs. i dont want to make life harder for her. cheer up mum. =D.
and yeah. so i didnt scold the fucking woman. i just gave her that "what the fuck are u looking at" look, and she walked away, and i noticed a hurried pace. did i scare her? ass. and my sister. is never. sensitive. another woman walked into the centre, and god knows what she said to my sister, but my sister was vacumm cleaning the floor. and she stopped. so i glanced up, and my sister pointed toward us. me and marshall. and the lady turned to look. i tried to get my sister's attn. wanted to give her that "What the HELL are you trying to do." the last time she told a stranger that i had a girlfriend, and i think the stranger told my mom or smt. quite long ago. so wtf. bitch!
anws, i was so fucking pissed and broken. and i was sitting outside e centre. marshall was leaning on the pillar. i had my mp3 blasting in my ears. thank god for mp3 players. i love mine. and i took it off to go and sit with my best friend. pervertic as he may be, he's a nice guy. we bullied him in the toilet. did i mention? he was shitting, me and jun wei had to use wet tissue to bombard him. lol. he threw back lor. lol.. and junwei went to climb up to see. he kena straight in the face. poor guy. haha.
stupid sia. so i went over to marshall, he was like. being the same him that i knew when it was PSLE time and we were Pri 6. he was ultra stressed. he failed two subs. Eng and chinese. for 3rd term. eng 44, chinese 11. lol, ultra pro. but.. he's just stressed. and i guess i was too. so we started making this song. i flipped my diary to another page. here;s the song.
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[Verse]
You gotta fuck your mother
then you gotta fuck your father
Class Position: 20/39.
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well. if u guys take a nice and close look, "Eugene?! i think u got typo error. Chinese. 36? not 63? and ur rank is. 29/29? last in class? typo rite.." well to hell with typo errors. it aint one. i got 36 for my chinese and its an F. whoo. with last in class. yeah. bad eh? i guess i just got real pissed off when i was writing in my journal. this lady walked pass and saw me sitting on e floor outside e tuition centre with a book and a pen in hand, and marshall was sitting of e other side. my vision blurred all of a sudden and a sudden hot feeling came to my nose. *i yawned*. wait. did i? oh holy crap. im crying. ni neh. *takes glasses off* and *dried eyes using jacket*. its not very nice for a guy to start crying in e middle of no where. but what the fuck? did the lady HAVE TO STARE AT ME FOR SO LONG? and well. she had to shake her head. i was almost going to scold her for not minding her own business. i was sooo close to a, "hey bitch, fuck off can?" i didn't do it. for my mom's sake. she's also going through a stressful period. her centre's pri 6s are going for PSLEs. i dont want to make life harder for her. cheer up mum. =D.
and yeah. so i didnt scold the fucking woman. i just gave her that "what the fuck are u looking at" look, and she walked away, and i noticed a hurried pace. did i scare her? ass. and my sister. is never. sensitive. another woman walked into the centre, and god knows what she said to my sister, but my sister was vacumm cleaning the floor. and she stopped. so i glanced up, and my sister pointed toward us. me and marshall. and the lady turned to look. i tried to get my sister's attn. wanted to give her that "What the HELL are you trying to do." the last time she told a stranger that i had a girlfriend, and i think the stranger told my mom or smt. quite long ago. so wtf. bitch!
anws, i was so fucking pissed and broken. and i was sitting outside e centre. marshall was leaning on the pillar. i had my mp3 blasting in my ears. thank god for mp3 players. i love mine. and i took it off to go and sit with my best friend. pervertic as he may be, he's a nice guy. we bullied him in the toilet. did i mention? he was shitting, me and jun wei had to use wet tissue to bombard him. lol. he threw back lor. lol.. and junwei went to climb up to see. he kena straight in the face. poor guy. haha.
stupid sia. so i went over to marshall, he was like. being the same him that i knew when it was PSLE time and we were Pri 6. he was ultra stressed. he failed two subs. Eng and chinese. for 3rd term. eng 44, chinese 11. lol, ultra pro. but.. he's just stressed. and i guess i was too. so we started making this song. i flipped my diary to another page. here;s the song.
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[Verse]
You gotta fuck your mother
then you gotta fuck your father
You gotta put, Shit, on their face,
then your gonna, feel so happy!
[Pre-Chorus]
For they have done you, wrooong.
[Chorus]
Nothing's gonna justify the world
For they have done you, wrooong.
[Chorus]
Nothing's gonna justify the world
That we're living iin~
[oh yeah. here's where i come in with a guitar solo. loL!]
Every child has got his problems
that the parents dont face
at alll...
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[oh yeah. here's where i come in with a guitar solo. loL!]
Every child has got his problems
that the parents dont face
at alll...
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thats as far as we composed so far. i've yet to accompany it with chords. i think Em, Dm, and a B would be fun. maybe an F now and then. lets try it soon. this is a short song yar.. whoa.. that helped me to release some stress, then on e wae home we were all rocking in the car, and doing the peace \m/ (^.^) \m/ thing to everyone we passed. in e car and all.
it was a fun, yet stressed day. i dont know how to describe the feeling im having now. i guess im just being heartbroken old me. first time encountering this. being dumped by a girl.. whoa.. real biggie on smt we guys may call "ego" here.. i mean like, at first i thought i was the only one who was feeling this way. but, joshua and that [a boY....] seemed to feel the same way as i do, whee. im a normal guy. when u said.. u've lost trust in guys.. i guess it sorta just aims at me doesnt it.. well. hate boys.. covers me too, unless im not one. oh yes, since ur blissfully single, i shant disturb ur peace either. =). no more being hopelessly in love ya. jeez. the shit i can crap up. woot. im feeling real fucky. hey, new word. fucky. fucky fucky fucky fucky fucky. fucky!. im fucky. woot. i dont know how to describe this feeling, yet joshua did it all for me. u kno the times when u dont know how to write a certain word? in chinese. i mean.. its like. u cant remember how to write the word, but when u see it, u know that its the word. and joshua just hit the nail on its head i guess. just that i din go home on friday or anything cos i was depressed or anything.. maybe i did. hmm. subonsciously maybe. cos i just did what my mind told me to. and go home. now. was on my mind. i wanted to go to mac. and eat my heart out. but josh and e canoeists had training.. so i called it a day and went home. i slept my heart out instead. i wish my meimeis had been there to eat with me. instead went home for smt. even forgot what i ate.. well..neck pain. write too much liao.
sorrie for not paragraphing. argh ms yati wld be utterly disappointed at my poor usage of english, and wld probably fail me. lol. i still dont believe i got 7th in class for eng. yet, last in class for chinese. both languages, but diff worlds. and btw, marco got first for maths.
well. its a goodnight for me people. im going off early tonight. its all pink now. i hope i used up all e remaining of my ink.
eugene.
it was a fun, yet stressed day. i dont know how to describe the feeling im having now. i guess im just being heartbroken old me. first time encountering this. being dumped by a girl.. whoa.. real biggie on smt we guys may call "ego" here.. i mean like, at first i thought i was the only one who was feeling this way. but, joshua and that [a boY....] seemed to feel the same way as i do, whee. im a normal guy. when u said.. u've lost trust in guys.. i guess it sorta just aims at me doesnt it.. well. hate boys.. covers me too, unless im not one. oh yes, since ur blissfully single, i shant disturb ur peace either. =). no more being hopelessly in love ya. jeez. the shit i can crap up. woot. im feeling real fucky. hey, new word. fucky. fucky fucky fucky fucky fucky. fucky!. im fucky. woot. i dont know how to describe this feeling, yet joshua did it all for me. u kno the times when u dont know how to write a certain word? in chinese. i mean.. its like. u cant remember how to write the word, but when u see it, u know that its the word. and joshua just hit the nail on its head i guess. just that i din go home on friday or anything cos i was depressed or anything.. maybe i did. hmm. subonsciously maybe. cos i just did what my mind told me to. and go home. now. was on my mind. i wanted to go to mac. and eat my heart out. but josh and e canoeists had training.. so i called it a day and went home. i slept my heart out instead. i wish my meimeis had been there to eat with me. instead went home for smt. even forgot what i ate.. well..neck pain. write too much liao.
sorrie for not paragraphing. argh ms yati wld be utterly disappointed at my poor usage of english, and wld probably fail me. lol. i still dont believe i got 7th in class for eng. yet, last in class for chinese. both languages, but diff worlds. and btw, marco got first for maths.
well. its a goodnight for me people. im going off early tonight. its all pink now. i hope i used up all e remaining of my ink.
eugene.
