❤.❤

You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap you thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

You heeled these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel in my life
The day news came my best friend died
My knees went week and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours

No,actually kan sehra,
you shld put it in this way,
"nowadays 4B is studying so hard by sleeping late @ night to study & preparing for N that they were too tired the next day,so they in sch" :b

STU-DYING!

seriously,
we had only one proper lesson & 5 free periods today.

preparing for N-level.
work hard ppl.
& really they are sleeping in class.
[dont be surprise]

no more interior design course,
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❤❤

this yr tchers' day celebration was as boring like last yr,
i really loathe sch's events which requires all classes to err do/produce smth.
for our class's food delight,
our form tcher actually forked out his own $$ to give shirin & others to buy food&drinks.
it was so pathetic, that ppl like me,zhing,naddy & shera to walk arnd the canteen to ask for food/snacks
&i took a slice of cake frm my sis's class stall & dazhao's crackers
saddening.
& i doubt,our "caring" co-form tcher,mr lim js went up to the hall to at least see what we were doing,or w8,was he present? i didnt see him just now in sch.

whats more,we were the only class which all of us were wearing sch uni today,when most of the students were showing off & wearing their class t/hse t.
4b,indifferent att.

our band promotion ceremony is on the day we have eng nlvl.bloody BEST!

noon,
i met zul to exchange our prelims papers.
supposed to meet @ 12.15,but i came @ 12 & he reached @ 12.25 -.-'

then went to king albert park(isit?)
to study @ mac where i saw alot of jonas brother's friends(naddy tentu suke bile nmpk:b)
then took bus 67 back hme & i saw hans with his friends,still wearing sch t.&he said they were frm their friend's hse @ bukit(merah/timah).

out this fashion i then saw suratul & haiqal,dressed up,going err their usual hangouts i guess,
&suratul was damn weird,he asked me where i was going w/o saying hey/hi,cos if i couldnt spot them earlier,i'd ignore him.

p.s
i boo

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!
another occasion in our school.
most of them are caught in camera.
let the pictures do the talking.

yulian's house again,
we weren't thr to watch dvd but studied for ss

we had carrot cake,noodles,a slice of mango passion fruit cake form royals,sausage waffles,prawn crackers,hotdog shaped gummies,sweet talk(s),plain water & we get to try 2 diff both(choco)-sure-expensive choco which yulian's mum bought frm taka.

her mum was so sporting,she bought those for yulian & her siblings to give to their tchers tmr.&she promised yulian that after nlvl,she'd allow us to held a bbq somewhr.

alicia is gonna have a new hairstyle done by sehra(hope you'll maintain it),
&yulian's now a pro in dikir barat.claps claps,within less than 1 hr,she managed to learn all those ragam(err hand gestures??) frm sehra & syaa yrt during a free period.


























































my EMB3 aggregate: 15
L1B2 aggregate: 7


i dont understand why,books with cosmogirl logo,wont have happy endings.
my best friend's brother(Laura Ellen Kennedy),
ibiza summmer &
the wrong boy(Anna-Louise Weatherley).
&chong jin kindly lends me his the 5 ppl you meet in heaven,which he had just bought