Oh my gosh!
I have been on hiatus for about 3 months now. Maintaining a blog is harder than I thought.
Yeah, so people are now gawking over the fact that I indeed have a blog. Though nothing has been out for 3 months I have decided to write whenever I can and whenever there is something interesting to report.
Ok, so some weird things have been happening for the past few weeks since the school holidays ended, and those were probably the only days that I can truly enjoy for a long time to come.
I heard that we're receiving another ISPL package at the end of the year plus extra classes.
What the heck!
I know that it's O-Levels and all, but can't we at least have a break?
I was on the 173 bus going home last week and something happened to me that I have never experienced before in my life. I was standing at the back of the bus, and it was a little packed. There were some empty seats to my right but I didn't want to sit because my Secondary 4 St. John seniors were there as well an I was wondering if they wanted to sit down. In the end, they didn't and so when they were getting off at Beauty World I made my move for the seats. There this old dude in his 40s or somewhere close to that standing right next to me and as the bus halted, inertia took over and he slightly bumped into the back of my bulging bag, knocking me gently onto the seats. Normal human reaction, I spluttered a little, quickly trying to joke about it and sat down. It was pretty funny until that old dude turned around and said, 'You're a bloody idiot, don't you know how to move?' while staring at me like he was daring me to complain before alighting. I gaped a little, because it was really awkward.
That comment was so not necessary. It's not nice to judge people you don't know. Treat people the way that you want to be treated, Mr Ruder-than-Simon-Cowell. Why don't you go onto Ebay and buy some manners off the internet and then go home and cry because it won't fit inside your tiny, mannerless brain.
Phew, that was a long rant.
Anyways, the annual St. John Ambulance Brigade National Firs-Aid Competition has just ended. I'm not sure if our nursing teams won anything, but they really rock out loud! They definitely gave it their best.
Which reminds me, it's almost time for our annual Passing Out Parade. Gosh, how time flies. It only seems like yesterday that we were practicing for last year's parade. Except now, we have to do the proposal.
It's due on Friday.
And today's Wednesday!
Pressure!
And we're didn't enter the ACJC Debating competition or whatever because we didn't have to to practice and train. Such a disappointment for me, I really need to get back into practice as my skills are slowly turning rusty. I want to get back into debating, but we haven't have had any official trainings yet. How are we going to get members for next year's competition?
It's been only three weeks since school started but I'm starting to feel the pinch of homework. And I miss sleeping late and playing all day.
Holiday blues are still kicking me.
And I'm still falling asleep in class.
Term 3 is going by so slowly.
23 days to National Day.
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Bleeding Love by Leona LewisClosed off from love
I didn’t need the pain
Once or twice was enough
And it was all in vain
Time starts to pass
Before you know it you’re frozen
But something happened
For the very first time with you
My heart melted to the ground
Found something true
And everyone’s looking round
Thinking I’m going crazy
But I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
(Chorus)
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
Trying hard not to hear
But they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears
Try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that the goal
Is to keep me from falling
But nothing’s greater
Than the rush that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness
I see your face
Yet everyone around me
Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe
But I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
(Chorus)
And it’s draining all of me
Oh they find it hard to believe
I’ll be wearing these scars
For everyone to see
I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing (ooh)
You cut me open and I
(Chorus x2)
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love