It's the first day of 2009, and I'm stuck at home with rashes, a sore throat and holiday homework.
I hope the rashes go away before Saturday.
I'm going to K again on Saturday.
With Delight and my cousin and other people I don't know.
I hope it's cheap.
Things are better at home now, I guess.
There's still a lot of tension, but I guess I'm getting used to it.
What ever doesn't kill you makes you stronger, yeah?
I just read Haniel's blog.
And I'm thinking whether I should lock my blog too.
But then I think that it doesn't really matter anyway.
This year'll be tight. I have this terrible feeling that this year is going to be quite bad.
A sense of foreboding doom, you know?
Well, I guess that when you start the year feeling itchy all over you would feel the same.
Maybe?
Humor me.
I'm trying to create my own style for art - improve on my colouring.
It's not easy.
There are people who say I'm talented.
I'm not.
I'm not putting myself down.
It's just that if you've been through what I have for the past eighteen years, you'd be able to do the same, I'm sure. So stop saying that.
I'm not.
Thank you for trying to make me feel better though.
Well.
Let's finish the post with resolutions, shall we?
1) I will pass H1 Math.
2) I will pass Econs.
3) I will not be late more than two times for school.
4) I will get an A for Art, or at least coursework.
5) I will finish my comic.
All right then.
There's a fight going on downstairs. There were people shouting.
Ho-hum.
I hope no one gets injured.