A Bear, Chocolates, A rose and a ... Note.

Today i practically got the shock of my entire life.

I walked into the classroom, sat down, did my last - minute homework of math. (u guys know me well). after about 15-20 minutes , Sarah Chong/Paul Moloyos came rushing into 6 Zaitun ( my class) and asked me to check my locker.

As I opened it, my eyes widened and i started screaming. There was a bear lying in my locker, tied with a chocolate box , a rose and a note.

I opened the note first, because that was what counted the most and it said: This is to show you how much i like you. From your mystery lover.

I was speechless.

I obviously knew who it was but i didn't say it out. I finally relaxed at stuffed it into my locker and made sure Bryan Cheong didn't see it.

The news spread round like FIRE.

I'll post some pictures up tomorrow. I've got exams tomorrow so i have no time today.

So Goodnight, bloggers. Have good sleep!!!

From ur reporter,

-Saz-

Grrrrr. Friendship-----Fake.Utterly.Fake.

Yeahh..

I won't mention names but this friendship is a bit too deep for me. Okay, not deep. More like, um, Dumb.

OK. this DUMB friendship of mine is with someone that isn't really a friend. She/He says that I'm her best friends.

If we are best friends, why is she lying? Why is she freaking faking EVERYTHING?The worst part is that she's having some kind of fantasy. She says she's in a relationship when the boy denies it. She says she loves someone who loves her too when that boy hates her. =.=

Gahhh~~~~

STOP THE FREAKING PRETENDING~~!!!

School~

School's been really fun lately but a lot has been up and its been hard for us (6 Zaitun, known as the most outdated class) to catch up on the latest news.

I won't say anything about the couples, but i can say that school is the best place to be when you don't want stress. At home, well, for me, I have LOADS of homework to do, i wish that i don't have tuition at all.

Speaking of tuitions, Tuition is the place that you should hate the most. argh. I hate tuitions~ except for Chinese and Math. :D

Blah. Homework , homework , homework. When can I stop?