sorry. previous posts i nvr put. cos was grounded. some pple noes.

today is sports day. and damn i was late. and mr. lee called up my parents. let me explain why im late first. okay so i planned to meet in the morning and go to the stadium with jill. due to some traffic, i was late for 7 minutes. and because of that we missed a bus at boon lay interchange. but it was den 7.07 only. so we carried some hope.

yeah we reached there at about 7.24 unexpectingly. we rushed to the gate to find it dead locked. and councilors standing at the gate blocking the way in. it seemed like we cant get in without a tick on the late attendance list. and it was then when the music of the national anthem came to be.

numerous students arrived. so we noe at least we are not alone. and as it ended, irene tong tong came and lectured some of us. cos a few was fooling around even when the anthem was playing. yeah and den we were supposed to line up into our classes so that its easy ticking the names of the latecomers. den the nightmare arrives.

meanwhile. mr lee had doubts of me turning up for school. *scowned* den he phoned my parents. and my friends heard. my dad called me soon after, and he called me too. argh. no trust to them too from me.

yes talking about the nightmare, when everything was cooled inside. the attendance, the anthem. nor nor came out. and spilts of scoldings rang out of his furious face. we were lined up according to levels and seated on the wet grass. i pity those that came when this was being done. it was so more bitter to stand den sit. and there was this 2 guys who refused to come in proper attire although they did bring two. yes they were reprimended and punished to change in front of the latecomers. a few giggled. but was distrupted my more lectures from mrs tong.

eventually we went inside. the loneliness of knowing nobody to sit with adds more to my depression. finally i found some good peeps such as fatin, shahira and zhihao to sit with. yay. and the sports events blew off like minutes off the clock.

i had this oreo box lid to bang with in sync to ai house cheer. i am proud to say i contributed to the cheering champion award ai house received. the lid was kinda wrecked when the whole event was over. it was cool cos ai house got a lot of awards. and it deserved it. lol sounded weird. den we went home via a taxi after walking a long way reaching the school. aarthi and i decided to go home before meeting again for lunch and den for mrs thai at school at 2.45 since its only 12.10 now.

i dressed up in my editorial tee (awesome looking with spiked hair) and went oon o meet aarthi. quite similarly to morning, aarthi was late this time for about 9 minutes. so we went to kfc at her house and ate. and den we caught up with a bus which just right(actually got about 4 minutes late) reached school. we saw hui hui and knew then she was the one mrs thai got from media works. we already noe someone else was supposed to come.

the school was basically deserted other than the few students we saw at the bball court on the way to the gate. so we chatted in front of the teachers room ground floor in the midst of waiting for mrs thai to come (she was late). aarthi and hui hui talked about councilors' stuff(hui hui was also one) and i was sitting watching them. it was certainly unpleasant. ooh and also we saw teachers walking past us. i mean like its deserted. and oh cool they are wearing casual clothes. not tuxedo or some formal dresses. haha.

so mrs thai arrived 30 minutes late. and we rushed to sph. yeah it was in toa payoh. and we were definitely reall late cos we arrived at 3.40 when the thing started at 3.15. lol. well i think mrs thai was real nice cos we finally got the thing off the chest. the stuff about spliting up into media works and editorial from a one cca.

we went thru a talk about how to make ure school's newspaper more interesting. angie (mrs thai) came in soon and sat in another far but close end. i think she had a hard time finding us among the many different schools representatives that also came and from the smses she sent. finally after the talk, she came over to sit with us for the photo thingie talk.

this person called terrace something was a profound photographer. he speakes pictures for words. i admire him. haha. his pictures all nice. den we were give this IN stressball and a straits times bag. we were supposed to take a picture using the stuff. a creativitized one from the training we had just now. so i took one beautiful one. but so sad i cannot post it here on the net. haha it was in the camera's memory stick.

the talk was basically interesting and funny. after everything we went back to school in angie's car. she was friendly and OH HER QUESTIONS NVR COME TO AN END. but im glad shes one of the editorial teachers-in-charge now. im sick of wee wee. haha.

we stopped at lakeside and den walked aarthi home. den i walked hui hui home and den i went home via bus. sian...zZ ._.

OH I FINISHED MY POEM. its quite long. 8 verses. talking about how a gurl falls into the hands of estacsy. im proud of it cos i received good appeals. although its too chim. but anyway. haha.

here goes:

The rustling leaves
Hails the uncertainties of
The decaying soul
Its ironically beautiful with its wings ravishing
And broken all together irreversible

She dare not question how mysterious and jaded
Too insecure and
Captivatingly amicable
A jocose jinx
With un-clarities tormented swaging unstably

Tears were already flowing down the aisle
Consuming some misery and jubilation
It was no more
And all it falls into a necessitous pit
She became a labile wanderer

The pleasure obfuscate some hidden pain
And presses the brittle heart
More and more
Pacifies were left unturned
And the smile was destroyed into a million pieces

Arms trembling begging for more
Each second carries a drop of lancination
The situation was getting rather
Woeful and pathetic
As she craves for more eventual criticisms

She was found stabbed in a corner
By the invisible wraith of death
The wreckage was unbearably hazardous
The macabre and wretched drug
The killer machine

And now she is haggard and remained as one
With the loss of her loved ones
All because of a mistaken wrongdoing
And she was locked up in a halcyon cell
Wrapped in a bundle

A halt to her life
A start to her hallucinations so
Wild and unavoidable
The deadly Ecstasy was all
That her memory was cringed of