duty.

[danny danny.]
overslept today and only arrived at school at 9. [duty starts at 8.30]. did what i should do and played with pn. tan's son. daniel. but i call him danny. hehe. i'm good at babysitting kiddies. looking after a hyperactive child is really a tiring job. wanna try? walk him from the third floor to ground floor just to see fishie. walk up again thn bring him to toilet. and it's okay if he doesn't ask for mama. when he suddenly remembers his mama, you're dead. he'll shout for his mama and the whole school will start shaking. thn he'll start running all over the place and you'll need to chase this lil notti brat. and guess what? he's only 3 but he's already half my weight. tried to carry him and in the end almost hurt my own hands. =.= taught him how to write 123. feed him junk food. chat with him. play with him. and fell in love with him. XD P.S he's another Power Ranger fan. i tried to scare him with a fake snake and he tells me power ranger will kill it. =.=

i love danny.

[buletin!].
yes. my baby. Buletin Mutiara of Pusat Sumber SMK Seafield. finally, 1 000 copies are ready today. i've used weeks to complete this thing and if i ever hear anyone complain and condemn about it, i swear i'll tendang this fella out of c'fill. no thx to the printing company who ruined it by a lil. the fonts and design are slightly different from my original copy. [obviously mine is nicer. XD] but anything lar. finally, my hard work pays off. =)

[results].
i want my 8As. or else i'll just cry. getting ready for the day. was busy ironing my uniform. searching for my tie. school shoes. socks. tag. PMR slip. and busy figuring out how to tie my hair. =.= until i could feel an invisible pressure acting against me. gosh.

great ways to release stress :

• chew chewing gum.
• chocolates!
• scrub basin. [i did tht]
• do hse chores.
• sms.
• talk over the phone.
• watch tv.
• bathe. =)
  

it is so unbelievable tht i'm getting my results tmr. yes, you may say tht i'm over reacting. you may say tht i'm crazy. you may go on and tell me tht it's not impt. but to me, it's a different story. it's about all my effort. sweat. tears. and maybe blood? lol. i broke down in tears when i knew tht i wrote the wrong thing for my chinese essay. lost hope. lol. i was having a tough time juggling between friendship. studies. relationship. extra curricular activities. gavel club. duty as a faithful librarian. my job as a GOOD and OBEDIENT student. and TUITIONS. i practically study till 2 or 3 am every nite [without letting my parents know]. yeah, unlike some of my friends who actually 'study' for their parents to see, i had to study without my parents' permission. i used to wait till everyone sleep d only slowly sneak out frm my room to my study table and start pulling out my sejarah revision book and study with my sleepy brain. heavy eyes. unconscious mind. i had to do tht since i have no more time for revision after all the tuitions and homework. and tht explains why i always have to be scolded by my mom for not being able to wake up at 6 in the morning. =.= whatever it is, the days had passed. and tomorrow. i'm getting my results! =.= bless me with luck. =)

some leaves tht Joanne brought back from London. =.=

living in anxiety,
peiqi.