Back to where we started from

Today damn joke! (good jokes, bad jokes)
Jokes bout jud's shoes, sarah's children (boobs), nut's age and relapse, my past embarrassing moments and justine's.... Justine herself. HAH
CNY is coming! MONEY IN! KAAACHINGGG!

I hate him

Charlotte shouts AHHHHHHH!

Heart for hearts

Seriously to me, life is full of obstacles waiting for you to break through. And when you finally manage to overcome all of it, you'll realise theres a whole new set waiting for you on the other side. Friendship, academic, family, every aspect of my life is not going very well. Its like issues bombarding me over and over again. I really need to break free from this vicious cycle thats making me lethargic day after day. I think i need to start going back to church more often, seeking for divine intervention that could help cleanse my sins and renew every aspect of my now dreadful situation.

Love all over again

Im fucking tired from school. I go to school 6 times a week, weekdays 7a.m to 7p.m and weekends 9a.m to 5p.m. Whoever says he/she has no life, try spending this amount of time in school. FML!

Nobody nobody but you

Only you can make me feel the way i felt tonight. Memories flash back when you held m hand again.

School for losers

First day of school is never good but today just happened to be rather motivating or i must say pleasant. After all the goal setting and stuff, really made me wanna study hard and strive for what i wanna become after this year. I think im gonna start pulling my socks up and getting into the mood of finishing all my homework and staying awake in every lecture( I'll try luh). Unfortunately, the state of bliss just got pulled away by after school netball training. Spending 12hours in school isnt gonna make me smarter or closer to my goals. I hate trainings, it really does not help build up my body physically and does not help to keep me awake during lessons every morning.

P.S Whoever is excited for mass PE tmr should just go eat SHIT

Love lost is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it. Life has to end. Love doesn’t. ~Mitch Albom

SCHREW!!!

School used to be so fun and electrifying HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE