heys..happy belated birthday sylvia...
sorry that i couldnt call you on the 11th. came home very late...ard 9pm? and had loads of un-understood homework...ah..econs lecture is so boring!!! argh........econs very difficult too i guess...bleh.
ok...enjoy ur lif in tj! n jeanie, take care loads wor!!
cya peeps!
-hoshiko

MIA (II)

Missed another day of school today...

Missed out on CCA Fair <- another added worry: my unknown CCAs

Missed out on Huang Cheng Audition <- completely guilt-filled to my senior and can't help but wonder if it is fate?

Missing out on everything else.... it would almost seem as if the whole world around me is living and I'm non-existent, or sleeping in deep slumber. Desparately need to get OUT of my physical pain and emotional tortures. Desparately needing some sort of shock to wake me up.

PS: to sylvia. I hope you can read this in time before 12 today.. Btw HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! You are now officially another year older then all of us.. Carpe Diem! Live everyday to it's fullest and get us a jie-fu... Try beating Er-Jie and Si-mei to it k?? You're not getting young le! May all your wishes come true on this special day... Zhu Xing Fu!

jeanie...... (since no one else is blogging)

Missing in Action!

I'm I'm home today early... or correctively speaking got sent home today early! I guess it is a vicious cycle I can hardly avoid and my life is seemingly going round in circles. After assembly, I got hit by this bolt of mens cramps and thereafter I lost my ability to walk, stand and can barely even talk. As usual, people unaccustomed to my attacks of pain were completely freaked out and this two girls in my class carried me all the way to the walkway where I waited for my mum to come down to fetch me. Then there was this very nice J2 senior who took care of me in the waiting process. I don’t know her name, but I guess I’m very thankful for her helping hand in the most literal sense… which I squeeze and pressed “rather” hardly in my pain.

But , anyway my mum later and she was completely furious over my actions of calling her all the way down to bukit timah away from her sacred task of laundry. PS: from the brief look of my friend whom spoke to her giving her directions, I guess my mum scolded her on the phone too. I am completely disgusted with my mother, whom pushes all the blame of my ill health to me. But anyway, she brought me to see some Chinese physician who poked like 10 odd needles into my stomach before I regained my bearings and came out of my sub-conscious state. PS: which is why I have the energy to be blogging now.

Currently, I’m stuck in a state of utter despair and disgust with my mum. She’s so completely unreasonable and I swear I will remember not to call her to come to fetch me, even if I am on my death-bed in school. And I’m almost certain she’s so over-bearing because she suspects I want to change school. Help! Sometimes I wonder how bad an environment can HC get in comparison to the Hell gates of my “home”…?

Sobbing :( Jeanie