im starting to think, doubt that i should believe in you ever again. after today, maybe it'll be more than just tough.

it takes just a sentence, an action to erase trust built in years.

today in school was rather slack, though sam didn't slack(: had only like SS and well, nothing else which is really 'hardcore' in a sense :P did my own stuff during mother tongue, and (you) don't think otherwise, i was doing the worksheet she gave out today. 26/30, yo! haha. all by myself~ for this i'd thank my chinese tutor(:
SS was next, just note taking, nothing much.
english, teacher didn't turn up, though he's in school, god-knows-where though. did his work, finished it in less than a period, then slack(: language use really use up loads of brain cells, plus it's pure LU, 7 pages!
chiong-ed down for recess, was heading to the stairs, feeling damn guilty, but, saved by the bell (literally!) bell rang, and we had no other reservations(:
double period maths. hell, she didn't come! haha, and this is the only double period in the week not separated by recess in the middle, boy am i happy :D but, no slacking, though the one infront and beside me... i can't say anything :P 2 hours, straight. chiong-ing maths homework. i can only do work in school luh(: finished before the bell(:
chemistry was practical, identification of anions, not as fun as identifying cations. the only thing similar is: the chemistry lab stank like crap with all the excess ammonia used. it's like, stepping into a toilet when it hasn't been washed for a week or something (yuck!)
skipped lunch, since had a rather hearty recess. then MT mock test. im not so sure of myself, though. not as easy as the one we did in the morning! (NO~!)
sumo house-d with ktyx and rachel. the 16 year olds(:

im falling ill, entirely sick, with the premonition of a relatively high fever. but, i can't fall, won't fall. it's too crucial a time to crumble just like that. yesterday, i'll treat it as lies, served cold, the appetiser. more are going to come, bring it on. 4A1 will be ready as hell, but never, never will you get through to our heads. because, you don't hold the key, the code as to how the screws in our head turn, how we operate. and i'd have to say, being strict would only bring distance in the bridge between us and you. i know you stalk these blogs, i know. and i want to get the message across to you. you're not having a good time, neither are we. the hour spent yesterday, im doubting a question that you asked feedback from us. you're changing, and i hate that you'd be so easily influenced.