-Have this fucking random urge to write in my diary. Cant find it. Hiding place fail.
- Haha I ALWAYS have this crazy compulsive urge to clean up my room at ungodly hours. Like there'll be a sudden transformation from slob to anal retentive bitch.
-I have to read more, read more, read more, read more. Fucking miss reading. I'm currently read The Alchemist. It's interesting, yet not interesting enough to captivate my attention for the whole day. After Harry potter, I swear there's no other book that can work it's magic on me as strongly as Jk rowling did.
A part of me misses writing. Not the kind that i do in school, like on news articles and all that. I miss all the compositions that we have to do in secondary school. Its like writing on a weekly/fortnightly basis, and it's kinda fun actually as compared to doing some Amaths sums or whatever. I used to like writing topics like abuse etcetc. It's like you can think of some sob story to write about. HAHA i just looked at my old compo haha cannot take it fucking drama HAHA an example from my sec 2 compo. I've kept it throughout these years, it's like my favorite piece. hahaha dramatic sia bth.
His voice shook and his eyes were shining with tears. His eyes were warm and brown unlike the cold dark ones I had seen. Strong emotions surged through me, I felt my eyes burn up. 'Dad!' I croaked.
hahaha see what I mean!! hahah then i still remember in chinese compo everybody always use Xiao Ming and Xiao Hua. Fucking cliche hahaha the starting part also always the same, Jing Tian feng he re li. Bet the chinese O level markers saw hundreds of xiao ming and xiao huas.
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