as the wind brushes her hair,
she sits there and stares ahead,
unaware of the rain clouds above,
she sits there and she waits.
a week goes by,
and every day it's the same,
by the lake she sits alone,
a picture stuck in its frame.
she gives up after a time,
she stands up and walks away,
she doesn't know where she's going,
but promises she'll be back someday.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Busy Weeeeeeeeek.
hooray for sunburned skin and silver medals!
hooray for 2009 personal high jump records!
boo for friends leaving for aussie!
boo for sucky school drama advisers!
and boo for valentine's day!
okay, i'll start with the good news.
after tirelessly training for 2 hours everyday after school,
we clinched the silver medals on friday at the
the Zone Sentul Netball Competition.
i played Wing Defence (WD) and i think i did OK
considering how the odds are really against me.
in the finals, we roughed it out with SMKBBS.
they won 6-5.
its a sucky scoreline, but at least we can say that
we gave them a hard time and were more than worthy opponents.
i didn't win anything at the Sentul Athletics meet,
but i achieved something i am more than proud of -
i broke my personal best for this year.
and also i was not out of the competition after the first two jumps,
which is amazing since it was my first time playing at zone level.
Tarrant is now in aussssssssssie.
asshole didn't even call to say goodbye,
I had to do it. he's such a bitch sometimes.
damned diva.
darling Miss Teacher Adviser for my school's drama team
is sooooo hopelessly unreliable.
she FORCES me into preparing this year's script ASAP,
i get it done, and she doesn't even bother to look at it.
she's had the damned thing for a fortnight, and the script
is barely 8pages long. how hard can it be to proofread it?
not only that, but she totally fucked up auditions.
she could have had it on tuesday, but no.
she wanted to have it on saturday.
today. after replacement classes.
like, what the hell?
who would come for shit on a saturday, after 5 hours of school?
even more so on a saturday that just happened to be Valentine's Day.
And there's the last chapter of my sucky week so far.
As is ritual, i happened to be too busy for valentine's.
with competitions the whole week through,
i woke up this morning exhausted as hell,
completely unaware that it was 14 February.
when i finally realized what date it was, i completely shut down.
not only was (and is) my skin sunburned as hell from sports,
but my classmates' persistent questions about who i was
involved with now just frustrated me even more.
we had an oral english exam where i was
completely cheesed out by my friends' presentation.
the theme of their little text- "What is Love?"
i swear at that moment i could have strangled them.
it wasn't being dateless that pushed my buttons,
it was the fact that nobody had even asked me out, as a friend.
everyone was too busy with their own dates i suppose.
still, it sucked that no one thought that after pushing myself
for the whole fucking week, that i would have appreciated
just a little company on this very lonesome date.
i hate valentine's day.
it is by far the worst chapter of my week.
the only thing i loved about this week
was that one surprising moment by the most
unexpected person...
it was the only thing that had really made me smile.
hooray for 2009 personal high jump records!
boo for friends leaving for aussie!
boo for sucky school drama advisers!
and boo for valentine's day!
okay, i'll start with the good news.
after tirelessly training for 2 hours everyday after school,
we clinched the silver medals on friday at the
the Zone Sentul Netball Competition.
i played Wing Defence (WD) and i think i did OK
considering how the odds are really against me.
in the finals, we roughed it out with SMKBBS.
they won 6-5.
its a sucky scoreline, but at least we can say that
we gave them a hard time and were more than worthy opponents.
i didn't win anything at the Sentul Athletics meet,
but i achieved something i am more than proud of -
i broke my personal best for this year.
and also i was not out of the competition after the first two jumps,
which is amazing since it was my first time playing at zone level.
Tarrant is now in aussssssssssie.
asshole didn't even call to say goodbye,
I had to do it. he's such a bitch sometimes.
damned diva.
darling Miss Teacher Adviser for my school's drama team
is sooooo hopelessly unreliable.
she FORCES me into preparing this year's script ASAP,
i get it done, and she doesn't even bother to look at it.
she's had the damned thing for a fortnight, and the script
is barely 8pages long. how hard can it be to proofread it?
not only that, but she totally fucked up auditions.
she could have had it on tuesday, but no.
she wanted to have it on saturday.
today. after replacement classes.
like, what the hell?
who would come for shit on a saturday, after 5 hours of school?
even more so on a saturday that just happened to be Valentine's Day.
And there's the last chapter of my sucky week so far.
As is ritual, i happened to be too busy for valentine's.
with competitions the whole week through,
i woke up this morning exhausted as hell,
completely unaware that it was 14 February.
when i finally realized what date it was, i completely shut down.
not only was (and is) my skin sunburned as hell from sports,
but my classmates' persistent questions about who i was
involved with now just frustrated me even more.
we had an oral english exam where i was
completely cheesed out by my friends' presentation.
the theme of their little text- "What is Love?"
i swear at that moment i could have strangled them.
it wasn't being dateless that pushed my buttons,
it was the fact that nobody had even asked me out, as a friend.
everyone was too busy with their own dates i suppose.
still, it sucked that no one thought that after pushing myself
for the whole fucking week, that i would have appreciated
just a little company on this very lonesome date.
i hate valentine's day.
it is by far the worst chapter of my week.
the only thing i loved about this week
was that one surprising moment by the most
unexpected person...
it was the only thing that had really made me smile.
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