Thursday, November 27, 2003
finally! its over! OVER!O-V-E-R!!!! the As are OVER!!! ok well i did celebrate last week after dio's paper but there's still this nagging inside me that i still have one damn paper left... but now NO MORE!! its OVER!!! no more econs maths or lit! or gp! 7 months.. wta am i gonna do!! wat! wat! wat! my mom wont let me go overseas cos i'll be going in dec.... boohoo!!! she says if i wanna go travel... i cant go overseas to study.... just another of her dumb excuse to persuade me not to study overseas... bah...
oh well.... we went shopping again... or rather we just walked ard orchard again today.... i still havent gotten anything for prom.... or rather i'm just plain fussy... seriously! dun they make nice nice clothes nowadays for less well endowed ppl!ok lar... there are ncie ones la... but they are so feminine!!! so not me!!! can u imagine me? moi? yoyo? in a girly girly dress??? me?? a dress??? NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO NO NO NO! i dun mind wearing a skirt... for one night... so long as its not girly but dun even think abt putting me in those pom pom dress!! yucks! i'm sorry to all who are wearing it but hey! its just prom! who gives a damn... i wont mind wearing jeans there.. seriously its no big deal... plus! there are no cute guys to seduce... *evil laughs* so yeah why doll up for some asses??? yeah? yeah? and i look pretty EVERYDAY! so i dun have to doll up to make myself look pretty! haha ok... some people are gonna puke.. yeah yeah yeah... HEYYYYYY WHAT-E-VER!!!(i can just see nydia rollign her eyes)
hmmmm... i need money!! anyone is kind enough to give me some?.... maybe i just need a bloody rich boyfriend... hmmm... any interested richie rich?? haha! jkjk
found a pot of gold@ 15:29
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"One Art"
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop
