Jacqueline

Maybe my school foresee the F1 Race and decided to have our term break then. Laughs.
That is so impossible.
I dislike fresh start, school reopens or even just watching Clover starving. I need a dog interpreter! She eat as little as only one spoon each meal or she just simply shut. Heartache. My clothes are all over the floor, my bags are all over my table. My shit is all over my ass. I’m shit.

The start of a brand new day usually contains traces of last night’s dreams and the cravings of crawling back into the sheets. That makes no difference for today. With my half-awoken mind, I witnessed fashion wars when I stepped into class. I thanked God so much that I went through that miserable four hours smoothly and my stolen ruler (costed $15, and gone for a week) miraculously appeared on my table. I need to survive another 96 hours till my pathetic one-week hols. NINETY SIX.
I took 3 hours off, went lunch with Rick. We had oyster and red meat. It was orgasmic! He just passed TP for 2A and I had a horrifying day. The end of the only best meal of the week. I need to create some miracles somehow.
Like what my classmate said, ” We never learnt our lesson, never. “

By the way, do check our the Youtube video of Ris Low (Ms SG 09) on my FB.
She is a genius,
which explains her mere pathetic 3 seconds airtime on Ms Universe.
My hearts goes for her.

Jacqueline is not on track,
for school.
As usual, but this time it really taste awful.

Feeling under the weather, rainy days

First night of the Chinese Ghost festival went wet & entertained.
Apart from watching groups of people “campfiring”, TV SHOWS WERE AWESOME
Can you imagine how long my depressed 17″ Sharp Aquos screen has been even electrified !!?
Victoria’s Secret (Who is she, exactly?), Channel 8’s voluntary work show (Damn touchin’),
100% entertainment (Not v. entertaining), How I met yr mother &&& GREY’S ANATOMY.

Rmb the episode where Addison Montgomery came back for a day to Seattle,
Rebecca faked her pregnancy, A baby with an open heart surgery, Sloan and his perfected baby’s skin,
a tumor-talking-angered guy, George and his new tequilla mates, Hann & Kelly lesbianic discovery…….

Jacqueline will remained happy.
For Clover is well and her homework will continues to keep herself busy.

I am contented,
so I shall keep it that way.
It’s easier to fly

Things are getting out of hands when they seem too new to you.
When your schedule does not balance with your independency esp.
Then you start complaining till people just switch you off.
Fcukin’ miserable to suffer from i-don’t-want-it-that-way-either.
I complain because I am having difficulties and not happy at all.
Simply so.
So, switching me off is so polite and totally considerate.
I hate celebrations, crave for some Zara’s and will con’t my Vogue.
Nasty time management, I am a lousy pig.

Going against one’s will is toughest decision to go through.
The answer has to hurt someone ultimately. Awful.
Let I, continue to be miserable in your shoes.
The success in appeal will continue to wear myself down.
Watching how each day pass. Horrible. One is sufficient for one.

Before I fcukin’ realised, 3 月 of holidays is ending this Sunday.
What the fcuk, I don’t know if I had cherished any part of it or was it just plain wasting of my time and lavishing money on pacifiers for Clover. Hahaha. Yupp, title of the entry is indeed alcohol. I think I better get wasted before I officially becomes and old woman in August. Life’s pretty empty but it’s amazing to watch Clover grow. By the way, I think I am in need of friends. I suck, i know.

Crossing fingers for my appeal.
X

Apple, Blackberry, sounds like fruity phones?

Upon my can of midnight tuna. Three and a half days.
I think I know why my puppy is losing appetite, food’s 70% made of fish and today someone ask if my pup is a cat.
(meow)

Plan A is always abandoned when you know you no more hours left.
Plan B have to be forsaken.
Now until, the Plan X, you become uncertain, unsure,
hoping that “May the force be with you”
I guess so too, I watch how people fight for dreams, labels, fame.
Maybe it is worth it, I am going to watch the future. Maybe I’m the loser at the end.

It’s always the tough choice that people hates to debate within emselves to figure if they should or not. I didn’t have any guts at all, that’s explains all. The past 48 hours of me was lifeless, fragile,weak and helpless. I lost it, all the motivation and I cannot seem to get inspired to do anything. Just plain jane bum at home. Giving myself excuses to not work is, plain excuses. I really should just pull myself and not the emotional roller coaster rides that brings me ups n downs. After all, even Clover is not making any noise to kill me, I should be thankful.
I’m a little tired. But I cannot give up.