Dear FREAKIN bloggy....

Lalala.... Woke up 2day @ 6am with a heartache....
Told myself itz juz a dream....
Wish I didn't need 2 come back to reality...
Forced out of bed with d piercing sounds of my mom....
Thought of going back 2 bed....
But totally impossible...
Hate life....
Especially now....

Noting seems to turn right...
Wat more challenges will i face b4 i breakdown...
Freak dose pple hu tinks i'm gonna fall....
Freak dose pple hu tink I'm gone...
I'm oleady DEAD....
Read my werds... D.E.A.D.

I just feel left out....
I juz dun fit in....
I feel like breaking down....
sumhow I juz dun belong...
and no one understands me....
Locked myself in my room...
Turn up the volume out so loud...
And no one here's my screamin...

U tink u understand me?
U tink I'm happy while I'm not OK....
To be hurt, to feel loved, to be lost in d dark...
To be kicked wen ur down, feel like u've been pushed around...
To be on d edge of breaking down, and no one's there to save u.....
Datz my life..... U guyz feel u've fell in d worst situations of ur life...
But THIS is my blog.......

Everyting I do for this world....
FREAK dis world manz....
Maths, ahh, the subject students love to hate...
Yeaz, BELIEVE IT...MATHS SUX!
And to tink I got hope for this O level maths?
DREAM ON!
PPLE say I'm clever since I'm in a clever school...
WTH, DATZ JUZ MY SCHOOL!
Juz like Pple hu are in the Normal Tech Streams are clever!

Watz with dis high expectations?
Am i looked up dat HIGH?
Do I look clever to U?
I'm sorry to say dis, but I SUX....
Dis freakin School SUX....
From the principal to the cleaners....

Ngee Ann Secondary School...
FREAK, chinese?! We malays are so engulfed by CHINESES...
How u expect US to perform well wen we are seperated from OUR kind...
Juz look at my band....
Freak, Gold for 2003....
Muz say it was LUCK.....
Look at d pple in it now.....
ATTITUDE PROBLEMS....
Watz up with dat?
I thought music is suppose to blend pple together?

How are u suppose to "Blend" wen pple aint doing wat dey suppose to do...
I've never seen such a pathetic band in my life...
Dey used to take down notes wen the conductor instructs dem....
but now, CLEAN SCORES.....
now, everytime we play d same freakin song, itz d same freakin mistakes and d same freakin corrections..
And d Peeps wanna get Gold for Next year SYF? DREAM ON MANZ!
Itz gonna take more den dis pathetic attitude to get u to even smell dat gold...

WTH... I'm juz fed up with everyting....
Forgive my language... Fiqz gone mad pple say....
Put urself in my shoes and u'll see wy....
How would u feel if ur not appriciated?
Wen pple treat u like crap....
Da ar.... Enough ar..... NASSCB....
U guyz better do sumting abt d band..
Or i'm good as gone....
and yar, the new tuba, U TINK I CARE?
Freakin pple tink I love d TUBA....

Tink abt it, ur forced to join d tuba juz wen u've put commitment on Euphonium....
Wat the Freak is DAT?
And now they peeps beggin me to stay coz no tuba senior....
I dun even start off with a tuba, U tink I wanna play d TUBA?
U want me to Choke myself to death with dis atshma?
How i wish I was dead.....
Life would be so so so much better for lotz of peeps....

I juz can't carry on anymore....
My eyes are red, my temperature's high....
Water's dripping down from my cheeks..
So peeps out there...
Fiqz NOT wat u tink aight...
Fiqz got two person in 'em....
So dis is the other fiqz... Fiqz²....

Tankz for reading my stupid blog and wasted ur time...
Fiqz²...