BOO

i think my blog is cursed.
whenever i want to post , something crops up and i have to abandon my post.

okay. i wanna quit co.
i dont want to be stuck with a cca that i dont like for like 4 years?

:( :(

im sorry to pinsing and xinyi. and pinsing's cousin.
sorry people.

i'll be determined. i will go find the teacher tomorrow.
then there comes the problem of finding another pdp.
probaly will join like e club and ava.

gosh gosh gosh.

remember there was this email going around . okay i will rewrite the story.

Once Upon a time, there was this maths teacher. One day, he gave out cards to his elementary school students , told them to write their names on it, and they passed the cards around and their friends wrote good stuff on their cards.

15 Years later, this guy who was a member of this class died. That math teacher and many of his classmates from that class went to attend his funeral.
His Mother went over to the math teacher and told him: You remember that piece of paper that you passed around and wrote good things about other people , my son has kept it till this day. It was in his wallet with him when he died, look. thank you for bringing so much joy and confidence to my child.
Actually, that paper is in my wallet too. another guy took out his wallet and showed the piece of paper to his teacher.
Many other classmates took out that piece of paper too.
Mine is safely kept in my journal, a girl said.

Its funny huh. how some of your words can mean the whole world to another person.
it may bring you down or make your whole life seem full of hope.

did this in civics today. and i made a new discovery about myself:

IM MATURE!

serious. like 2 or 3 ppl wrote that? OMG. i was like telling everyone that im mature man.

IM MATURE!

okay end of post. whoo im free from the curse!