i hate it when rachel calls and announces bad news.

its worse when she have 2 bad news to tell.

one is that im not going to dempsey anymore. and the other one i dont want to blog about it.

my computer is still down, and i haven't finished my PP. doesn't sound good.

school work is piling up. and its not anything i like. its DNA.

wtf?

i miss hong kong! i really do. i want to go back there and never come back again. cause if so i can study there! NO PBL PLEASE! (:
and no weird teacher who speaks in a weird accent that sounds like she's got something stuck in her throat blabbing away like she's having orgasm.

i miss STC. and guess what? its closing down.
the girls are moving to some random school building in clementi for dont know how many years and then back to radin mas in a new building.
no more haunting toilets behind the stage of auditoriums and halls.
no more stars in Miss Sim's classroom.
no more ignatius link.
no more familiar walkways where we scream each other's names anymore.
the hardcourt will be gone.
and the school had spent our money on random stuff like repainting the whole school, transforming the grand stand into Lighthouse and building a track to tear it down after a few years.

but our memories stays. really.

anyway, i miss alot of things. i miss things like... stcmb during our time. there was so much love, so much fun. hahah. i remember chee hui who had gone MIA for 84397539847594 years already. and ellyne and kailing and ruizhen and my whole percussion section.

lessons with mrs wong the accounts terror. (okay i think im the accounts terrorist).
mr sng.
mr yeo.
mdm zuraida.
zharng jing lao shi.

i miss seok, sharon and gwen.

and i miss kuang jing'an too!
*kicks*

now, i'm missing the point here in my class. i think i better concentrate.