Its been like ages since I've been blogging. And yes, I agree, that sucks. And why do I even bother typing here at this deserted blog? Cause I'm bored that's why. I swore I just saw a dust ball passing by me. Omg. Is it that dead? I've been failing or deproving of all my subjects. And it sucks. I ONCE used to pass everything. With flying colours. OHH RIGHT. THAT WAS PRIMARY SCHOOL. -.-

How I wish I'm like this super smart kid who doesn't need to work their ass off, and still get high marks. -.- That'd be super cool. I'm beginning to lose interest in Essay writing. D: That's awful. I love writing. I'll be like, When's the due date? The day after tomorrow? I shall do tomorrow then. Then, tomorrow, I'll be thinking up of an excuse of not doing it.
Lamest excuse? Cher! My nephew tore my essay. [Inserts puppy-dog eyes]
Wtf. That's low.

Last Monday, was a fun day. Heh. Was sick over the weekends and I thought that I'd get better on Monday since I've been taking Panadol. I so totally thought wrong. I felt like crap when I reached school. Totally sick. Omg. I so totally regretted it. -.- Went to the sick bay after HomeEc period. During Project Work. Dearest Tiffany, helped me there. Love ya. Muacks. Stayed there the whole entire day since no one's at home to pick me up. I went off at MT period, and accompanied Monique at the canteen.
And no, the sick bay ain't fun. Teachers keep coming in, and going out. Taking either coffee or a piece of apple. -.- And, the photocopier machine would be used like almost every minute. OMG. You won't get peace. I tried to sleep, well, I managed to, momentarily. Then, my phone vibration woke me up. -.-

I think its sort of like a pantry. Or something. So, in conclusion, THE SICK BAY, AIN'T FUN. (: Thank you.