there's no such thing as second chances

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name: Marcus sng c.b
nick: bubble, m.s.c.b
school: none right now
birthday: 18/06/89

orange addict

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

havent been blogging lately,
been lazy and quite busy.
alritees.
ytd was funny.
saw one butch.
she was eating halfway,
when the coffee shop woman ask her
"xiao di, yao bu yao he shui"
me, sheng, dave, wei lun were like laughing la.
it was so hilarious!
gosh.
i bet tt butch was so embarassed.

todae had some lessons la.
first was physics,
man,
it was horrible.
willy's been honing up his skills.
the whole class was restless.

me and david went to liew lian.
had abit of breakfast.
i stole a piece of prata from my frend.
lols.
dave had a tummy ache.
mayb it was the coffee.
we walked back to sch.
literally strolling, cuz of dave.
went for amaths.
man, those 4E3 ppl were no-brainers.
was pissed off wif the nonsensical ppl.
went to liew lian.
ate again.
was so hungryy.
saw sheng, daniel, bingy and others la.
they sat at the same table.
we were like talking non stop la.
hahs.
bing said tt i was playing ard wif my sideburns.
and he said tt it looked so "beng".
i was like "am i tt badd?".
okayy, i saw dinesh.
he wanted to go to city harvest.
i was like
"uhhh...okay"
went back to sch wif dave, bingy, sheng , gerald and so on la.
had chem remedial.
bingy was like playing wif the haw flake paper wrappers la.
creating "snow"
lols.
i got scolded by jean koh.
cuz of bingy.
i was like " wad the hell! i didnt do aniting"
went down for chem pract.
was fun la.
sheng was like colour blind and had to keep asking me if his chemicals had changed colouration.
lols.
and i kept screwing the titration up.
rawrrrr!!!
went to find ong after tt.
bt she was not there la.
shuccks.
i waited and waited.
seemed forever.
i went home wif sheng and da rest.
took a bus to central and took 147 home.
was really bored.
i couldnt stop myself from venturing back into the past.
i really missed some people.
sigh.
and i regret doing some stupid tings in my life.
well, i have to move on and work hard for O's.
i have goals and ambitions to fulfil.

well, gotta go.
juz so bored.
im feeling guilty of nt revising.

song of the day: come get some, rooster.

-deres smth new everyday-

raison d'etre [I`m in love.] 6:07 PM

If you pull too hard
Then the string will break.
And if you leave the slack
Then the string won't hold.
So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private hells
Where we just scream but no one can hear
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins
The treasure is found within
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear.
Fill the glass to the brim
And it will spill out.
And keep on sharpening the knife,
And it will, it will be so blunt.
So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private hells
Where we just scream but no one can hear
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins
The treasure is found within
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear.
To be at one with all your life
So how can we find ourselves (So be)
Trapped in our own private hells (at one)
Where we just scream but no one can hear (with all your life)
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins (And do)
The treasure is found within (without)
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear (doing a thing)
Don't try too hard to understand
Or you'll miss the, miss the point at hand.