philosophy is what you read off the cereal box

Monday, June 12, 2006

the holidays dont even seem like holiday. i'm busy mugging everyday. my mom's forcing me to read those chinese passages that my school chinese teacher gave. gee... thanks alot. i can't even read the passage in the correct way. i'm always pausing and stalling, and staring at the word and not knowing what the bloody hell it's suppose to be.
now i'd rather do more math than chinese. seriously. and i suck at both. i'm gonna fail my bloody o levels. i'm so gonna die.
anyway. i'm busy looking for all my missing things at home. and so far, i can find none. and my house isn't that big! but the amount of things i have is more than enough. well, that'd tell me why i can't seem to find my lovely pink clips. *bleah*
but i got darker with a tan. hmm... it seems sunny right about now. maybe i should go down and get myself an even darker tan. yeah... or maybe not. i'm too lazy to even move down to buy myself a magnum almond icecream.
i went to watch She's The Man, and that movie's really cool. i absolutely love the soundtrack. did amanda bynes get chubbier? i don't know... tina said that she did.
anyway, i saw this absolutely GORGEOUS wilson tennis racket at Royal Sporting House... and i can't get my mind off it. dad's going crazy from me raving and ranting about it, and mom got so peeved that she finally agreed to buy that racket for me after the Os so to make me shut up. it's $299. oh well. i don't believe my mom will buy it for it. so i'd better save my own money first, then use it to buy the racket it my mom refuses to buy it. at least it's cheaper than tina's instinct. that is $400 odd. and that will take me AGES to save that amount. really.

spinning a tale ; @ 3:08 pm
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