Familiar? Hah, I found these pictures on Flixters, from the movie Angels and Demons. It's super good :D

For people who haven't read the book, anyway. When you look at each word, you'll notice something different. Each word looks the same upright or upside down - it's super cool.

I wonder if they can make my name so.

Anyway, I havent been blogging for so long. So long, so long. And i believe many things happened.

First things first, I got back my mid-year results.

Mdm Irni said that the marks were average, but i think it sucks. I have one A2, a few B3s, 2 B4s and one C5. SUCKS,  RIGHT.

Sigh. there are so many things i want to write in here, but there are so much i don't know how to start or how to say.

I realised that i was quite good with words when i was young, too. This is what i wrote when i was ONLY PRIMARY SIX to a certain someone:

" Desperation. It drove me to do things, so out of my character. Love. It made me fret, wish, do lots of insane things. It's a temptation, an indulgence. It made all possibilities come true, but entrusted me with fake hopes and worries. Love. It hurts. It makes the extremes, forces the extreme wishes to fulfill themselves.

Love. It isn't magic. A whole life of torture, true love. Pain. All those pain that are imparted from love. The side effects of love. There is love, there is pain. you, we, I, they. Everyone, sacrificed their feelings for the mere happiness of the other.

we cry, they laugh. The contentment, it's never enough. *if you notice here, they actually rhyme.* Unwillingly became a servant for the other. If we never met. If we never met, i'll have freedom. If we never met, I have no one to be insane of. It's just my life, my whole damned life. When I think of other things, I'd feel guilty.

Why didn'y I think of you? Love me, so that i would be contented. I wouldn't be desperate, cos you will be there for me. If only I could turn back time.

*And my favourite phrase:* If only we swopped places. I'd be free, you wouldn't. But i'll be there for you, that's a difference."

THIS IS WHAT SOMEONE FROM P6 WROTE! Well, if you're curious, it's not really love. But at that time it felt so real. Like i could just marry him and die together. fat hope.

I found this piece of paper i was writing, and it's pasted on my wall. Three years passed so fast.

Ho ho ho. Haven't blogged for a really long time, i see. Well, for ignorant people i've somehow shifted my blog to facebook notes, so it's like, easier to comment and all these. and plus, theres no need to open another window.

Hmm. Like people even read my blog, now that they know it WAS dead. *revived the blog*

Really tired and bored. I have nothing to write. No new theories in life I discovered, what with the SYF and tests and stress and yeah. Academics. It's so hard living in Singapore, where lots of people have high expectations that singaporeans must be good in Science and Math, but that's not true. Even so, true to some certain extent.

I just made a decision, that i should just let go. Whats the point anyway, of hanging on to stuff not there? Accept the fact that it's not there anymore, regardless of how great it was once.

Stuff these days have just been... terrible. My results aren't exactly what you call great, and.. i'm just not that close to my usual batch of friends also. Don't know what went wrong. Feel so enraged, out of a sudden. I feel like bursting out being angry over everything i'm pissed off with, but well.

It's not gonna help. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. SCREW EVERYTHING I HATE.

feel like breaking down. feel like doing nothing. feel like doing nothing without extra worries.

Hello. I haven't blogged for a very long time, COS I'M BUSY CAN!?

In fact, there's a chemistry test tomorrow. Physics test the day after and Social Studies test on Thursday.

I have in fact, no idea why I'm on the comp now. Screw procrastination.

Lots of stuff happened. The first time i went to BaliThai, it was damned cold in there. DAMN COLD.

I'm never going to step into that place ever again. Their rice is like, so dry and ewwish. Only their chicken is nice. =) even though it doesn't taste like chicken.

I DONT KNOW WHAT I'M DOING WITH MY LIFE.

Why the hell must I go through Math? -.- <- A & E math, btw.

Nobody in school should be ever allowed to be tortured like that. Well. Maybe in ancient china when they want to punish prisoners they can go like "If the roots of the equation x..... .... is alpha and beta, ......." or maybe, "Find the range of x if..."

More effective than squeezing your fingers until they hurt. Or whatever you call that thing. I tell you, all the prisoners would cut themselves with their uncut fingernails and die rather than go through this.

SIGHHH. I give up, man. My social life's also somehow down the drain.

And then recently i'm like super short-tempered. Not that i ever shown symptoms of it, but still. Maybe you can blame it on Lynn being so.. Lynnish.

Why, it's like everything must be done to her way. You want a Tuna sandwich because Cold Cut hurts, she buys Cold Cut anyway because she prefers it. It ended up that it doesn't really hurt my braces but still, it's what her thought that counts. (Or lack thereof)

I'm hating my life now.

Today, you make desicions for tomorrow. Today, you plan. Today is TODAY and a few TOMORROWS.

If i enjoy today, and every other day and not care about tomorrow, I will get to enjoy x TODAYS. (Let x be no. of days)

If i plan for tomorrow and that causes me to be depressed (like i am now), I will get to enjoy 1 TODAY in my whole entire life, and that will be the day I die. because everyday would be TODAY and TOMORROW, but the only day i have only TODAY is the day i die because there's no more tomorrow. You get it?

but the society doesn't understand it. But yeah. whatever. At least i blogged.