but you caught me off guard now i'm running and screaming
Friday, May 2, 2008
1:01 PM
chinese die!oh man..the whole paper don't get a single thing!if i get 20 plus i'll call it a perfect miracle. geography was easy peasy just that i forgot that the area in the map is the himalayas and andes so kinda lost one mark already. jia min did that again!oh my gosh. i was revising agriculture with him and he went: 'eh jia min' *use eye and beckon* then i see OH MY FUCKING GOSH totally see her go under and put in her mouth then i went: 'eh yew rong' *look behind* yew rong went: 'OMG OMG EWW* damian went: *OMG JIA MIN!' shing yi started shouting like shit. the whole class was so grossed out.like so ew!who eats blood from -er herm- there?! during chinese paper, damian so poor thing kena last paper that's infected!lucky short of paper and he could change. after school was waiting for mr tan with jun xi.jun xi brought deodorant into the class to spray on geography paper then mr tan took it!lol then man, saw mr nathan.fraternising with me. gossip girl eight is out.forgot to watch, today gonna watch then study math or science or history or literature.so much so little time.
a story!
it was the afternoon and the bus was practically empty.he watched her from the back of the bus, wondering what's in her mind right now. she boarded the bus on 77th street, the most stunning girl he had ever seen.she was wearing a white and blue uniform he did not quite recognise.she sat around the middle of the bus, looking distantly out of the window at the passing cars, hugging her black shoulder bag. she sat watching the cars pass.from the yellow taxis to the black stretched limousines to cars of the workaday people. then her breath stopped. a BMW her numbers on the plate saying 1212. oh gosh.it's him. he watched her eyes following a white BMW, she looked stricken all of a second.what did she have to do with the car?he thought.who's the driver?is it a guy?is it her enemy?is it --? she caught a glimpse of the driver on the left.now she's positive that it's him.but who's the other girl sitting in the passenger seat?wasn't that seat supposed to be hers?wait, is that her hand on his? she couldn't breathe.she turned away and looked at the back of the bus. he caught her eye.she looked sad, sorrow in those mysterious blue eyes.he didn't pull away, the moment felt so right. who was this enigma? she saw a guy she never knew before, looking into his eyes just made her feel alright again. she turned away right away and cleaned the tear off her face.she couldn't take it any longer.the world has two faces, full of crime, deceit and illness, but the other face is just full of love, joy and sweet nothings. he was crestfallen as he watched her turned away.he knew she was crying, why?he felt crushed.as the bus came to 65th street, she went down, into the lobby of one of the most luxurious apartments in the town.he wondered if he would see her again. as she went into the apartment's lift, she thought about those night black eyes of that stranger.those eyes just full of life.she replayed the moment their eyes locked, forgetting about those two jerks in the car.she wanted to know him.who was that guy in the white uniform? 'who are you?' they whispered.
I'm Janice, sixteen, but really, I'm three. I live in my own fantasy of endless imagination. I like the smell of new books and the wonders a camera can do. I laugh way too much.
And this, is my life.
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