don't sell your heart,

feeling pretty lousy this week,
cause of my crummy test results,

felt like tearing up when i got back my maths test back,
which congrats to me i flunked
really badly,
but instead of resting and relaxing i got to study like a mad woman for my bio test coming up tomorrow,

WHOOPDEDOOOOO,
(note the sarcasm)

DAD's going abroad nextnext week,
which is a ++ to a --
++
stayup later
and not as stict as my mum,

--
cannot go jalaning!!
if i go jalan2 with my mum,
which my mum will grumble saying troublesome and whatnot,
if i take trin and bus and LALALALA,
but the time i get to the place i wanna go i'll be sweating like a pigg,
A BIG FATTT PIG!

but i'm kinda exicted cause my mum is going to buy me a coach bagg!

me:ma.can you buy me a coach bag(since she was buying another 1 i wanted to try my luck)
me:*she sure say no*
mum:ok,
me:REALLY?!
mum:ok.

i was like flying!!WEEEEEE,
never in a gamilllion years would my mum agree to this,

HAPPYHAPPY,

got to back to styding my yucky brains out):

testesttestestestest,
that's all those teachers think about!

from JEANO'sKILLINGS
with love,