Hey everyone. Its the end of week 2 in this term. And I am going to die of panic attacks. I am lucky not to have joined Drama in secondary school...if not it would be panic attacks + suffering of immeasurable amounts. And given how messed up my life is, I would say that having a combination of both is more than I can handle.

Anyway, back to reality. Friday was quite a slacked day as usual. Had PE and I managed 14.50 on 2 rounds Barker...failed by 10 seconds. I think that's like my average timing on Barker...since last year it has not improved. I hope my 2.4km run next Tuesday will be better. Anyway, the day went by without much problems. The Chinese test was interesting. After school, Shaun, Ke Li, Nick and I headed off to Riverwalk for some studying before a cellgroup session. So Jos tagged along. And just before the session, Nick left and we went to with Shaun to help with the ushering duties. Ironically, I was there for the first time too. -.-. So after that at about 6.30pm, Ke Li, Jos and I left. It took me 1/2 an hour to wait for the darn bus...and it was packed. So I got home and did some homework then fell asleep.

Saturday was relaxing, as usual. Went for breakfast, came home...waited till 4.30pm, went to Orchard...hang round a bit. While I was waiting for to pass my friend something, Tara asked me to go into class to wait. Then she asked for my comments on their picnic of words performance, and I literally had no clue. I kinda feel out of the whole JG class already. I just feel like something is missing. Anyway, after that...I went for dinner with my family at Redhill and it was off home. My cousin had to use the com so I just used the laptop instead. Was watching some wrestling on Youtube when I came across the video of how Khali nearly killed Rey Mysterio. It was scary cause there was another video of how Khali deflated and NBA basketball in his two hands by crushing it. He did that vice hold on Rey Mysterio's head and it ended with Rey spitting blood. At least he didn't die. Bloody brute of a giant. Anyway, away from all this random stuff. I wanted to do something but ended up not having the guts to do it. Damn, I am a gutless coward.

So today I woke up at 9am. And I was planning to go to church, but my mum insisted that she would not let me be brainwashed by christians...-.- What kind of a bloody reason is that? No sense at all. So anyway, I just didn't want to get into conflict with my mum so I decided not to go. And my mum kept nagging and nagging about it until we reached my grandma's house. I wanted to get out of the car as soon as possible and just chill in my little isolated corner...where ever that is. So after we ate there we just went home. And I did homework until about 6 pm when my parents came home and I think i dozed off. Woke up at 9.30pm...went for dinner with my dad till 10.30pm. Yep, that kind of wraps up my week...

Happy 16th Birthday to Alex. (:

I saw that look in your eyes when I went in. I saw you turn away. Why? Is it because of anger? Are you hurt? I don't know how to speak to you. I don't know where to find the courage to call you up just to ask "How are you doing?". I want to know if I can mend our friendship or if I have create such a huge gap that can't be replaced. What was the reason? Did I catch you on a bad day? I want to do something. I need to do something. But the problem is, I don't know where to begin.

Alright, I guess it is time to scoot. Got to do my literature, it is kind of hard when you have not written good essays for a long time. And I still have A math hanging on my neck. Along with art. I need to have some inspiration or find a way to create a new style of my own. *Sigh*.

Signin' off. ;)