it would really be great if you were afraid of me if not, i wouldn't know how to put this. i don't care i promised myself that i wouldn't want to smile, talk or even look at you don't think i can forget about this matter so easily but hey, i'm not totally blaming you remember, NOT TOTALLY still a large percentage goes out to you kind of pity you, but you made me so mad today well not really, i'm just shocked i walked past you, not wanting to see this fucking face and you told me to tuck in my shirt i don't blame you, because i never tuck in my uniform nowadays anymore during common test today don't know what happened, the cut on my left hand suddenly bleed non-stop i was so freaking shocked and if i'm not wrong, you walked past me that time no choice but to face my arm down don't know whether you saw it or not it doesn't matter, because i don't want you poking into my life mid year this fucking friday second day is E math do you think i'm ready? NO. really don't know what i'm going to do with my next life gone case. motherfucker; you son/daughter of a bitch
Grace Lee. 18 this year. Currently studying in Commonwealth Secondary School. I love my CCA Girl Guides. In class 1/7, 2/7, 3/6, 4/6 5/1.
27th November is my special day. Black freak. I respect all kinds of people, regardless of race or religion. Tend to get worked up whenever I hear the sound of keys ting-a-ling.
Dislike peanut butter or anything that has the word 'nut' in it. Gets high easily. Choose to vent my anger on my blog.
a new hand phone,
more clothes,
crumpler bag,
advance in my allowance,
helix piercing,
tragus piercing,
grow taller,
belt with a guitar buckle,
laptop,
do well in my studies,
new i-pod (black colour),
nike watch,
nike bag,
green/ white/ grey/ black skinny jeans,
pass O level, go poly,
more piercings,
film director,
a camera,
a new camera,
PSP,
HIM