Death

Trying to make a sonnet about death
For most it is too vile a thing to do
My inspiration not from Shakespeare's Macbeth
But from life itself which is mean and cruel

Ever experienced hatred's power
Heating up crimson red until it boil
Turning even the most good-willed men sour
Conjuring concoctions there to unfoil

Just without a simple liquid called blood
The fragile human life cannot survive
At funerals, they will shed tears like flood
Not me, because it's too late to revive

True when they say life isn't fair my friend
Best is to be prepared to meet The End

As of now...

Thanks to nevin's facebook group (something about league of writers), I'm here to update my blog. Since everything has been ol', let me say a few things

1) 334 is quite awesome but I'm still with the same group of friends as in Sec 2. (Except for a few exceptions) but it's good to see more people talking to me. XD

2) I realised that I love attention. LOVE ME!!!

3) Hongkiat should just die. You creepy fly on the wall and put me into rehab and make a town with me as the poorest fucking person there (Pay: -$2500). Kiddin' about the die part. BUT GO FUCK YOURSELF!!! JUST FUCK

4) My teachers are nice and not so nice. Here's the list.

English - Daisy Chia (who sends my parents E-MAILS ABOUT WHAT WE DO!!!!!)
Chinese - Mrs Ng
Maths - Mr Fong (who has a facebook fanclub thanks to Hongkiat.)
Physics - Gary Sim
Chemistry - Gina Tan
Biology - Lim Siew Mei (This class sucks on Thursdays. 2.10 = 2.30 WTF?????)
Lit - Beryl Ang (which she tells us means red)
Geography - Tan Too Yong (still debating with about the horrible goverment)

5) I'm writing freelance about Twilight. Will release when my story is not so filmsy. ('Thosh pls chill)

6) Sec 1 Orientation Camp was awesome! Lasy to type but I'll get legel action to copy from my fellow PSL. to give you more info.

7) Tmr is not going to be great. Joy.

That's all.