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17.4.07
busy-busy-busy-busy-okay-last-one-busy day

Things, *sigh* as always, got off to a wrong start. I almost got late this morning. We then had to go change into our P.E. uniform then go straight out to the football field where we had to do stupid relay games where i almost fell flat on my face... amfuta... Yeah..

Why do they hate art? I love art! It's so cold inside the IT room. And just playing bumper- uhh... chairs around and keep hitting everyone... Now that was fun. Haha.

Just in case you're gonna hit it high, I already
know
whatever crap is in this blog is, well... Crap...

So, yeah.. Whatever


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The Never Ending Exhilaration, The Crazyness That Ruins Concentration...
14.4.07
...which in my case, is the opposite
Crazyness doesn't ruin my concentration... It develops it.
Silence can really kill me.
My first day at the back was totally depressing. It was so quiet back there. Like you're gonna be sentenced to death if you spoke a word or something. Besides the deafening silence, I miss, what Hoe Yeung refers as, The Stupid Cupboard. Yeah. It was so memorable. And ok... I totally can't believe I'm saying this but... I miss Daniel's crappy jokes!!! [p.s. i meant his jokes... Not exactly him] I envy people who sits at the front. They're like, so happy. And I would be like, staring into outer space and just come back when someone say my name. Or better yet Lisa's name. I hate it when i look when they call Lisa. And when they call me, i never look cause i think they're calling Lisa! Ugh. It's pretty annoying. Really. They never pronounce the "Z"in my name. It's supposed to be like, "LiZzzZa". Or just call me "Lizzie". *sigh* niweiz, *deep breath* waaaaah!!! Wanna go back to my seat at front!! I miss the stupid cupboard! I miss Daniel's annoying, corny, crappy jokes! I miss tilting my head to the right whenever a teacher's going to use the screen thingy! I miss talking with Lellel! I miss the vandalisms in the desk! I miss reading whatever crap the teacher wrote on the board! I miss the NOISE!!!


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Dance, Dance

First of all, the title of this post
has totally nothing to do with what I'm gonna be writing about. Well, not
really... Okay, maybe just a bit. But its not gonna be me doing anything related
to dancing... Hell, no...



People say life is a dance floor.
I say life is living hell...

Yeah,, seriously...
You have no idea all the things I'm going through right now.

1. I've just been transferred, or what
Daniel says "demoted", to the back of the class. And I don't mean back,
"happy-i-could-talk-to-everyone-without-the-teacher-noticing" back. I'm
somewhere
in
"no-one-practically-knows-i-actually-exist-and-besides-there's-some-other-thing-that's-too-personal-to-explain".
No one can imagine how i feel right now. Except Hoe Yeung probably.
Now I
understand why he's been like that. *sigh* The deadly effect of
silence.

2. I couldn't see anything from the
back
of the class! Ms. Sanira writes like, 100 words per minute and I was
squinting at the board. Then when i finally accepted that i couldn't
possibly
read what she just wrote i went over to Daniel's desk and Hoe Yeung
kept bugging
me to give him that blasted corrections. Then, when i was
almost done, Wai Yan
just erased the board and I was practically screaming
"bullshit" and "What The
Fcuk" and Hoe Yeung and Daniel were laughing at me
because of that. I am so
gonna get specs. Just wait.

3. My dad won't let me wear specs. Dun
ask.

4. I couldn't get other Fall Out Boy
and
Dashboard Confessional's songs in my mp3 player cause it's already memory
full. Plus, the left earphone won't work. I can't wait till my birthday. I
am
gonna fill my Ipod will every song of every singer I know.

5. I gotta run again
on Monday. I'm gonna sleep like, 5pm tomorrow
then drink 3 cans of iced
coffee. 5 min run 1 min slow down then run again.
That's the plan. I'm going
to pass this or else... or else... uhh,, just kill
me...

6. This s2pidd thingy going on... Too
complicated to explain... Your puny minds won't be able to handle
it.

Wish me luck on handling all this stuff...



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