first off, pardon my spelling and tense mistakes in the previous post. i was too upset and not in the right state of mind. and im human after all.

i feel really bad.

like, super bad.

i just got an email from my dad. and as few should know, he's working on an overseas stint for two years. he advised me to stay firm on my well.. religious side. and what have i been doing? fooling around. all his prayers. gone. just like that. GOD, i feel like a lousy child. *smacks myself*

today was fine. woke up late. reached school at 0830 and i thought i was half an hour late for lit. god dammit. turns out, its started at 9. and bebeh was with me cos we thought the malay mock exam starts at 8. turns out, it starts at 11. -.- are we dumb or what? NOT! cos i blame on ili for not telling me about the lit timing and i blame afistz for not informing the change of timing for malay. so HAH!

im reading waaaaay too much spiderman comics for my own good now. geez. its like, totally addictive. and its not quite good motivation since bebeh is twice as worse than me. GOD, help me. what is WRONG with me. why all these shit distractions when exams are so goddamn near. and bebeh had to scare me by telling me that im not allowed to take the science practical tomorrow if i dont have entry proof. worse still, i can be barred from my o levels altogether. and if i get away without the entry proof tomorrow... im telling you muhd seth... YOU-ARE-SO-GODDAMN-DEAD-MEAT.

that done, im too lazy to find that pathetic piece of paper anyways. i brought home ALLLL the papers and books in my locker okays! its no mean feat to find that needle in the haywired stack. grr...

as weird and raising-eyebrows it may sound, me and bebeh have been going to the library waaaay too many times. and its neither woodlands or tampines that we go to. NOOO.. we just haaave to go to the 13 FLOORS NATIONAL LIBRARY. and what do we do there? me: hunt down all spiderman comics. him: green day referance materials. now, dont you just agree that its just for our own good if we stay away from that place?

damn, it feels weird. i feel that my dad is watching over me. as in, from a dead person's perspective. like in a supernatural being. its how i feel like whenever someone i know pass away. again, too much comics for me. or maybe a lil too much English Teacher. lol. i never thought i'd actually say that. haha.

im home safely and im waiting for my bebeh to reach home. poor thing. i cried in front of him, but only because what he said to me was really fucking sweet. man, im such a.. nevermind. it doesnt make you different to cry. it only makes you human.

lalalaaa. im so not interested in COMB. SCI. omfg. its like, so STUUUPAID. really. i want to say to HELL with it. but i want to go poly. -.-

ARGH! TO HELL WITH IT!

and nas, with those kind of results, why are you going poly? oh nevermind. do what you will. haha. wow, i have a feeling she might just be the few one-point-ers.

and as my dear lit teacher pointed out its spelt as SCEPTICAL and not SKEPTICAL. and god, she had to make it ohsoclearly. ahhhh, who cares. po-tay-toe, po-tah-toe.

okays. off i go. to.. erm... read spiderman.

"in my mind.. im SPIDERMAN.." -seth

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!! okok. CIAO-