If Tomorrow Starts Without Me

4/2 ' 05



ok i wasn't in a proper mood to blog this morning.
Anyway saw someone's blog and she said alot of things that she wants back that she had in TKGS. even negative things like " I want my ears to bleed listening to Loke-yeo talk"

and i wondered, and wondered and wondered and WONDERED and shouts inside. " I WANT MY TKGS BACK..."

I want my dirty class room back,
I miss going to the toilet after each period and slam each others back with a hand print
I miss the class decos
I miss my sponges
I miss boring english lessons ( GP is not much better though )
I miss being so attentive during E-maths lessons because of ms lui's sudden boomings of names especially mine
I miss being able to sit outside the staff room and talking to teachers
I miss sitting outside the staff room studying
I miss dreaming in class looking out of the window and an occasional glimpse of pple bathing in the hostel.
I miss changing in class
I miss Pe lessons that we just play and not RUN like mad
I miss the shrilly school bell after each period where sighs of relieve would be heaved.
I miss the sacred time 1.45 where the school gates open
I miss popporn and her laughter and her pleas with teachers for marks. blah
I miss going to the swing with jasmine in the morning where we would sometimes go for strolls.
I miss the times we had boring assemblys and had to sing the school song.
I miss sitting in the school hall till your legs cramp up like mad and you can't run anywhere
I miss having a small cosy school and a general office that looks like a bank/pharmacy
I miss mr peh always saying "Clown arh u"
I miss ms tee coming to knock on my table during physics lessons when my mind drifts away
I miss going to the smelly dirty chem lab and being forced to smell chlorine, Ammonia and getting your fingers stained with potassium iodide ( issit?)
I miss mr roslan going one drop colour change one drop.
I miss bullying teachers in lower sec.
I miss stoning away in class and blending with the sponges.
I miss having mep lessons in the beethoven room.
Where we will snack and gossip like nobodys business.
I miss everything.
and lastly i miss the ALL GIRLS' environment. ( even tho tj boys are .... ... )

I don't think i will miss anything about tj

half a year has gone by

and nothing that i really like at all.

Ha, even though i have a great class

a great cca (?????)

did i just say the above line?

must have been crazy.

But still this place beholds nothing

and nothing at all.

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I won't tell anyone my secrets

not even my parents

i feel like those boxes

where when you open one up theres always another one inside

noone can ever get to the last box.

I have said before havent i

i won't open a pandora box anymore

i don't know how to communicate with people anymore

Read mind and body

about this girl who refuses to open up to her mum

only talking about superficial stuff all the time

and yes teenagers hate being interrogated

and thats why my mum likes to do.

Anyway some people can really communicated well with their parents

but maybe because of certain reasons i can't

yea some of you shld know what i mean

but for the rest too bad.

When i was most down

who were the people there who held the light for me

to see where i was going

who were the people who pulled me out finally

I don't need to say

but they werent my parents.

And i believe that saying less

reveals less.

blah i shouldnt be saying so much now either.

byezz....

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