RIOTTEDCATASTROPHE!

Do you know what's worth fighting for,
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins

hello world! been neglecting this space recently, i know. blogger is really screwed up grrr. i have to figure out html coding for everything, can really drive you nuts. PW's finally over! have been sewing, beading, embroidering, sequining, super gluing and even scotch taping entire areas of aluminium foil-.- super glue and i are on bad terms >: i said i was never gonna touch super glue again aft the previous time when it corroded half my phone away while trying to glue the lousy keypad back-.- now it damaged my house pretty new wooden floor and yes, i got into deep shit for that :\ i the idea that next year we'll be having to do PW again next year is so dreadful.

but turned out pretty in the end i would say. &the bag is sewn not bought FYI (:

hip hop open class on Friday was fun :D reminded me how much i missed dance. postponed class Mandai Orchard garden trip for it. its been awhile, i'm back to picking up steps slowly again. had actually planned to go for classes before EOYs before possibly joining in senior high so at least i wont look like a clumsy elephant haha. admittedly rather concious to dance in front of some people haha. took an amazingly long bus ride home and had a really good talk with Karis(: i actually wished the ride was longer. Hadn't expect the person i confided in without holding back would be her, other than my phone LOL. i just express myself better when i'm lying down texting on the phone, not that i send it to anyone. in other words you can say i'm like emoing to my phone-.- haha! somehow when it comes to blogger it very hard to get my words right. so you can imagine how panicky i am if i lose my phone in school hahaha! but she helped me get my thoughts sorted out. running out of time ._.

Liverpool vs Singapore tonight, eunicetan must be dying of excitement haha! my mum got a few training passes somehow and she just kept quiet and didn't tell anyone until only a few hours after it ended-.- I'm not big on soccer and if i had gone I'll probably be look like some know nothing bimbo but so wasted!

Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last?
You're in ruins.