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Biography

BRENDA
Random facts:
• I'm seventeen.
• I'm an Asian and I'm proud of it.
• I reside in Singapore and I love it.
• I love music, singing, eating, cooking, drawing, designing and photography.
• I'm in the section of Soprano.
• I love Literature. It transforms me into a better individual.
• I love paranormal documentaries and my favourite one is Ghost Adventures.
• I hope to pick up guitar someday.
• My favourite colour is turquoise.
• I prefer British English to American English.
• I'm a twitter-addict.
• I'm more inclined towards Arts than Sciences.
• I know some basic photoshop skills and I can edit photos.
• I'm a pessimist. (Still hoping to kick this mentality away)
• I keep things to myself most of the time.
• I think a lot, and most of the time too much.

Msn/Hotmail - twelveheroes@hotmail.com
Twitter/Tumblr

disappointment

Maybe someone should just tell me what to do. I'm really confused and I'm not feeling good either. Am I just trying to hard to smile? Am I holding back my tears? Am I trying to act as if I'm emo? Okay, I think I shall stop being lame. The answers to the second-last and last questions are no, obviously. Why do I have to act emo, or why do I even want to cry? Crazy. But what's with the world nowadays?

I wouldn't want to mention mid-year. I failed history, even though I got a 'good' on my paper for one of the comparison questions which I got 6/7. Well, SS was rather unexpected. 13/18 for source-based is quite good for me. But I don't know if Ms Poh marked leniently or something. But nevermind, at least I passed. I got a freaking 4/12 for history essay. Like wow. Great job. Physics, omg, 66%, and what-the-hell. Chemistry Section A, what-the-hell, 25/45. And I thought it was easy. Well, unexpected things happens. Okay, I now realize that it's quite contradicting, as I've said that I wouldn't want to mention mid-year, but I've just said it out. Haha.

Choir was indescribable. We've learnt Jingle Bells and Deck the Hall, but both songs turned out, well, expected, sucky. Sorry, there isn't a word like sucky, but it just sucked. And I'm totally disappointed. I feel like killing myself. Why am I so useless? I don't know what to do. And I've transferred to Sop Two. Please don't mistake it as I don't like sop two, or whatever. But it's just... uncomfortable. (although i was from sop 2 initially when in sec one) And the feeling is... really different. Whatever, I'm not going to talk about it anymore. And wow, sectionals is going to be on mon, definitely. Cos tmr both HS and I can't make it, and I don't know. Maybe I shall ask for help.

And tomorrow is LTC Trainers' Camp. Okay, I admit I'm lazy. But with this kind of mood, I totally have nothing to say. But I'm still going it, as I'm responsible. Okay, lol. But I'm feeling no-good. And well, this sucks. Hope tomorrow's camp cheer me up at least a little, and choir camp cheers the remaining of me up. Okay, the sentence structure looks weird, but I don't really care. :) - finally, a smiley.

Anyway, thanks for those who cared. And those who don't, I really have nothing to say.

"I seriously think that she's more important than me. If you think so, then I have nothing to say. Since she's so important to you and that you chose to go with her instead of me, then I'm really, really disappointed. What you say in front of me and what you say in front of others is different. Totally different. I think it's a different story. Or is it me dreaming that you're that good to me? I really don't know."

Sorry if you hate me now, but I have nothing that I can do. I'm not in a good mood at all. :'( I'm sorry, really. Maybe Ricky will do the trick.

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