JOE IS DYING

well, ever feels like going to school, to see your mates and teachers but there is actualy no classes for you to go to anymore ? bet you've never felt it. we seldomly thinks that school sucks and all that. you wanted with all of your heart to actually fleed aways from school, away from all those homeworks, projects, teachers and the bitches you found at school. but then once you get the chance to actually get out of school, you found your self cursing each day without the constant bussyness of school life, you found yourself dreaming of going back to school again (though just for the good things), found yourself wanting to see your juniors, your classmates in school uniform, wanting to quee for lunch or even for the same feeling of cursing a teacher after she detained you. so here i am, back at school though i am allowed to actually rest my head at home and forget that i am graduating in two or three more weeks. *sigh* when i got to school, felt like i dont really belong here anymo

some f'ing day is on its way. my heart just cant ceased to beat at its usual pace and i from then on i know something is NOT right. i know i have vowed to God and myself not to cuss... but this is surely the appropriate moment to let out thouse forebidden vocabs. like cursing somebody's mother or something... see, when Meiling a.k.a Liko Sabarani, my production manager for Narnia the Play of BiNus told me that the director is not happy of what i am doing... my life seems dark all of the sudden. F*** F*** F*** !!! what is wrong with me. am trying 70% of my ability to stay up late, edit music, edit whatever needs to be editted but then... sadly... unfortunately... my heavy forebodings is right; he hates my guts. he hates my works. he cant even tell me to do what. he said he wanted, say, project A, B, C to be done... i've done all that (though a bit late, but i've done it). But then he didn't tell me that he wanted Project D to be done as well. how should i know what h

i've applied for SAT and 10 december would be the day. wish me luck or i shall crumble in my own misery of being skeptical. today's the last, literally, last day of high school. and i just wanted to say that... i love you my fellow year 12s . even though sometimes you hate this over confident, arrogant, petite bitch, but i would remember all the days that we spent together. For all the 10Bs, the 11Arts and 12Arts... it was nice spending time with you. it's been a hell of a 2.5 year. And to all my other mates, dude BiNus was freakin' fun. see you at graduation. Shucks, i feel like crying. hugs and more hugs, joweeek

A A cne is something alomost as inevitable as finding yourself lying to your parents. you know, when you had just spent most of your money buying drinks for your friends and you started smelling like a person who farted alcohol... well, yeah, days like that. though i never bought my friends drunkable drinks, i know how bad farting alcohol gas smelt like. *puhweeh* well, anyways, you're missing the point here... acne is really something that most people got on their puberty years. and you wouldn't believe me if i write this... i only have two acne for the 17 years of my life. cool, huh ? yeah, i love myself too... this newest acne had just appear out of nowhere. i was like "NOOOOOO !!!!! not my face ! you can take my ass, but not the face!". it is not that big but it's still big and considering my dark olive skin... the white slimmy thing inside the acne is totally in contrast to my skin color. it stands out and sadly i couldnt cover it with anything, except if i

in a total rush of applying to universities (actually, i only planned to apply to one; Washington Uni in St Louis)... i got stranggled in between unfinished tests... there are school exams (coming up this thursday ... LORD BLESS ME and MY FRIENDS) and there are SAT as well (the most rushed one. i hvent even apply to them. ^*#*&#@. stupid me). to tell you the truth, know nothing about SAT.so i'll take a course on that. LORD HELP ME. rushing in and out, joe ps: any tips for the upcoming SAT ??

when all you got to keep is strong move along move along just to make it through in three weeks (two of them is a holiday. and one is a whole week of test), i'll be graduating from high school. good bye high school for good. i'll miss the good times and the bad-embarassing times as well. but the thing is, three more weeks from last day of school and one month from prom... i still do not have: 1. university in US to go to (argh ! more info on this later) 2. prom dress (which not at all important) 3. my perfect height (&*$@&#^$ !!! most strangers i met think im 15 years old. and in US i bet they'll think im 10... $*#&!#&*@&#!$&#^*@&^%*&# !!!!!!!) anyone have some solutions for me ?! i'm stuck in my world of infrared growth rate which no one can see... no one can feel... BEEP BEEPin' BEEP (censoring words) !!! until then, I REFUTE IT, THUS !